Isabella’s POV "Bella, how could you?" Zach growled, his hands tightening around my neck in rage. I gasped, struggling to break free, but he was too strong. "You kept my child from me!" His voice dripped with fury. With every ounce of strength I could muster, I tore his hands away and slapped him hard across the face. "I deprived you of your child?" I spat, my voice shaking with raw anger. "Your mother just killed my baby, and you’re strangling me?" My entire body trembled with rage. Maris opened her mouth to speak, but before she could utter a word, my eyes landed on a scalpel lying on the floor. Without thinking, I snatched it up and pointed it at her, my hands shaking. "You killed my baby, Maris. You monster!" I screamed, my voice cracking as I lunged toward her. Before I could strike, Zach grabbed my wrist, stopping me. "Isabella, stop!" he shouted, his grip firm, his tone just as furious. "Mom isn’t to blame here—you are! You lied about the father of the child! We
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