"Are you okay, ma'am?" The nurse checking up on Isabella asked her with a smile.Isabella had just woken up a few minutes ago. She was surprised when she saw that Seth didn't leave her to get some sleep at home. When she complained that she was hungry, he promised to get her something and went out immediately."I feel better and lighter now that I don't have to carry two humans in my stomach and look like a hippopotamus." She joked with the nurse.The two of them shared a laugh and Isabella clutched her stomach a little."Are you okay?" The nurse asked her."I'm fine. I guess it's just the uterus contracting back to its right size." She assured the woman. "I guess I just have to minimize how loud I laugh for the time being." She chuckled softly."Oh, that's right," the nurse supported her. "I have to check on other mothers in the ward too. But don't worry, I'll be back to check on you later in the day." "Oh, okay then. Thank you for checking on me.""It's fine. After all, you are my f

Exactly a week later, Isabella, the newborn babies, Mrs. Allen, Mrs. Rogers, and Seth all filed into the Toyota Camry car that Seth had driven to the hospital that morning to pick them all up since Isabella and the babies got discharged earlier that morning."Are you happy now that you and your babies got discharged as you wanted?" Mrs. Allen asked Isabella who simply nodded."Yes, I am," Isabella answered. God knew that she hated hospital and she was already more than tired of her stay at the hospital. When no one had listened to her when she kept hinting that she wanted to be discharged, she had gone to the doctor's office to get herself discharged. But then, the doctor in charge told her that Seth had already gotten her discharged.That was thoughtful of him on his part, if she wanted to be honest with herself. But still, it doesn't mean that she wanted to have anything to do with him or even allow herself or her babies to be within a quarter mile of the man."Is everybody seated r

"And why would I listen to you when your son that I broke his heart is not even worried about the heart in the first place?" Kaitlyn retorted to the older woman.Isabella gasped softly at how rude the blonde woman was. She knew she was not the only one since she heard other gasps too that didn't have the same sound pitch as hers.She risked another glance at Seth and shook her head at how lost he looked. Even though he was no longer touching the woman, she could still see that he was so deeply engrossed in the woman that he didn't allow himself to listen to everything she said to all the people around, including the insult to his mother.That was what did it for Isabella. The way the man was unresponding about the insult the blonde woman threatened his mother. If he wasn't saying anything to defend his mother's respect, then she refused to feel hurt because he didn't say anything to defend her."Mum, let's get out of here, please." She told her mother."Oh, okay." Her mother responded

Tired. Hungry. BrokeThat was what Isabella was. Broke. And the mother of two crying babies who was determined to suck the life out of her. She had wanted to be a mother. For a long while, it had been her dream and lifelong goal, but as she sat on her bed, staring at the pinkish face and loud wide mouths of her crying babies, she was considering rescinding the goal. It was far too late to do so now anyways. She thought, as she lifted Samuel, who had started the whole crying fest. She had noticed that he was always the least satisfied one and always hungry. So freaking hungry. And once he started crying, his sister had no choice but to do the same. Sighing, she tucked out her breasts from her gown, her nipples throbbing from the constant sucking. They had no teeth yet but the force at which they latched onto her caused quite a lot of pain and she had to admit it hurt. .Without realizing. Tears streamed down her face and she closed her eyes leaning against the bed's headboard. Her m

Isabella took a moment to reflect before straightening up to stretch her back. She had spent several minutes hunched over as she folded her baby's clothes into a big black travel box that was placed on her bed. She was wearing a long maxi purple dress and had her black hair tied up. It was completely full, and she was beginning to fear that there would be no room for their toys.She wiped sweat beads from her forehead as she glanced at her babies, who were soundly sleeping in the crib. Was she acting ethically? leaving San Francisco to return to Los Angeles? Shaking her head, she sighed. She was going to leave; she had made up her mind.As she tucked the final set of infant onesies into the bag, she tried to persuade herself that she should leave. Her urgent desire for employment was one of the main ones. She hardly knew anyone else outside of her mother in San Francisco... And Mrs Allen. But since she knew people in LA, it would be much simpler to find employment there. One who wouldn