Vera’s voice suddenly cracked as she stepped forward, eyes wide and wild. “Isaac, how could you?”
Her hands grabbed his shoulders, shaking him, but Isaac barely blinked.
His eyes stayed locked on Isabel as she stepped away, her chest rising with every sharp, uneven breath.
He reached a hand slightly toward her, as if he wanted to call her back, but Vera threw herself around his torso, pressing her face into his chest.
His gaze never left the door Isabel had disappeared through.
Isabel stormed into her room, slamming the door behind her.
She pulled her phone from her pocket, fingers trembling as she searched online articles, medical journals, anything that could explain what Vera said.
Every source she found confirmed it, too much information too soon could cause emotional overloa
