It was silent. None of us said a word. The news took its time to register. It hit us slowly, making us look stupid.

“Oh,” the doctor said, looking between us with her eyes wide in shock. “I’m so sorry. I thought you were aware.”

“Isabella is pregnant?” Richard was the first to break out of the shock, his voice barely above a whisper.

The doctor turned to him with a small smile. “Yes, sir. She’s three weeks pregnant. Are you the father?”

Richard’s eyes widened, and he shook his head. “No, no! It’s…” He cleared his throat and pointed awkwardly at me. “It’s probably him.”

“Congratulations, sir,” the doctor...