Chapter 197

• Isabella
• No one needed to tell me what morning sickness looks like. I heaved as I threw up what was my dinner from the night before shortly after Damon left. Finally, I pushed myself back against the toilet seat and put my head between my knees.
• "This can't be real," I told myself, even as a small smile began to form on my lips. I pushed myself up from the floor and staggered until I found a robe. I made my way to Paula's room and pushed open her door. She was still sleeping when I came in. I shook her until she woke up.