Anna
Saying I was shocked would have been an understatement.
The words Isabella had spoken in the dining room still echoed in my mind like a bell that refused to stop ringing. No matter how much I tried to focus on something else, they kept coming back, louder, heavier, more suffocating each time.
Engagement.
Adoption.
Responsibility.
Each word carried its own weight, and together they felt unbearable.
I had walked out of that dining room almost an hour ago, but it felt like I had never really left. My body was here, pacing the length of my room, but my mind was still stuck there, replaying every expression, every word, every silence.
David and Isabella were getting engaged this week.
That alone should have been enough to process.
But no, it didn’t stop there.
They were adopting
