Isaac stood frozen in the nursery doorway, the last few seconds replaying in his mind. Her voice cracking, the way her hands had trembled when she tried to smile, and then those tears real and completely unexpected.
He exhaled, his jaw tightening as he stepped into the hall. He caught sight of Lena just outside the door. She was standing stiff, one hand over her mouth.
Her eyes met his, wide with shock.
He walked past her and stopped a few steps ahead, his fingers dragging slowly through his hair before resting at the back of his neck. He turned back toward her.
“What the hell am I supposed to do now?” he asked, voice lower than usual.
Lena dropped her hand, her face still uneasy. “I’ll talk to her,” she said quickly.
He gave a small nod, stepping aside.
She moved past him and disap
