bastian and force him to accept the reality. Without a solution, the upcoming months would be challeng

shaking a little as she hit the call button. Before the phone fi

t voice. "This is not what I

id, "I'm pregnant," in a steady vo

ther end. However, his silence made her question his genuine concern. Although she ha

They seemed to be talking about an impersonal bu

er than ever. "And frankly, I don't know what you

the sound of the disconnected phone call. His tone of indifference was unbearable. Even though he had le

, as though they might provide some kind of explanation for how things had happened

rrupting her thoughts. Her f

child has the potential to ruin all our har

her father had always been her pillar of support, he now appeared to be m

d for." As those words replayed in her mind,

figure out what was going on. When her phone rang agai

this pregnancy. You're too young and too focused on you

her father's opinion, his insistence now felt suffocating. She wasn't a ch

her, with the future of the family legacy, t

y," he added, his voice

the choices ahead of her. Could she live w

ing everything: her career, her future, and the love she had always longed for. She had always been so

within her. She could feel the baby growing, a presence that made her rethink everything. Was this the life sh

lding her reputation, proving herself in a world dominated by m

reflection, Isabella's hands trembled. Isabella needed to mak

e familiar structure that once felt like home. It was a place of security, a place where she'd le

s expectations. This was her life, her future. And the more she thought about it, the more she rea

isions anymore. She could no longer allow her father to dictate he

nd dialed Sebastian's number. She didn't know what to

to herself as she pressed the call button, her heart pounding i