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~Lisa's POV
I froze when the doctor told me.
Pregnant?
The word hit me so hard I almost couldn't breathe. I stared at him like he had said something impossible, like the ground had opened under me.
"No… no, that can't be true," I whispered, shaking my head. My fingers gripped the blanket as though holding on would stop my whole world from falling apart. "He must be wrong, Damon. There's no way. I… I can't be."
Damon's voice was steady, but his eyes betrayed the storm he carried. "Lisa, you are. The healer confirmed it. You're carrying a child."
I let out a bitter laugh, though nothing about this was funny. "A child? My child? Or… theirs?" My voice cracked on the last word.
I turned my face to the side, not wanting him to see my weakness. My voice came out small. "Belinda will destroy me. You know she will. The moment she finds out…"
