Isabella

I felt a slight tug at the pit of my stomach, a sign that something grave had happened. I looked at the screens in front of me. Everything was normal, except that I saw Damon shrouded in black mist. Suddenly, a surge of negative emotion rose as my hand touched my belly.

"Are you okay?" Paula asked as she stepped into my room.

"No," I said with a bitter smile. "How can I be okay? I lost my baby and potentially the ability to ever get pregnant for the man I love. I may just as well be the last member of my family." I laughed bitterly.

"Bella," Paula...