Isla's POV:My husband, Declan, was on the bed, but he wasn't alone.My stepsister, Sienna, was straddling him, her blonde hair cascading over her bare shoulders, her hands tangled in his hair, her mouth on his.His hands gripped her waist, pulling her closer like he couldn't get enough.The pregnancy results slipped from my fingers, fluttering to the floor.They didn't notice me at first.I stood there, frozen in the doorway, my mind struggling to process what I was seeing. My hand moved instinctively to my stomach, to the tiny life growing inside me that I'd been so excited to tell him about.This couldn't be real.This couldn't be happening.Declan's eyes flicked up and met mine.He didn't scramble. He didn't push her off. He didn't even look guilty. He just stared at me, like I was the one intruding.Sienna turned her head slowly, following his gaze. When she saw me standing there, a smile spread across her face. That wasn't the look of embarrassment, not shame. Amusement."Oh," s
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