"Isabella's injuries were extensive," she said slowly. "But she's stable now. We stopped the internal bleeding."
A pause.
I leaned forward, barely breathing.
"But…" Kassel's breath caught. "She lost the baby."
It was as if someone had struck me across the face. The room went muffled and distant, like a voice heard underwater.
My ears began to ring. A low, vibrating hum that swallowed the doctor's voice, the shuffle of shoes, the distant beeping of a monitor. Everything muted, like the world had been sealed behind glass. The antiseptic stench thickened in my throat, suffocating.
"Baby?" My voice came out raw. Too quiet.
It didn't make sense. She must have known right? Why didn't she tell me? Had she not known? A cold dread seeped into my bones, colder than the blood still seeping from my arm. My vision blurred, not from tears, but from the sudden, unbearable weight of what I'd just heard.
"She… she was pregnant?" I whispered, the question barely audible.
