She had to get up and get dressed. She wished she could sit here until her stomach settled, but she didn’t have the luxury of time.How was she going to get through this pregnancy? Hell, how was she going to get through this morning?Another question slipped into her mind and she couldn’t push it away fast enough.How was she going to be a mother?A heavy ache settled in her chest. She was scared of going through this alone. She wasn’t ready to be a parent. A single mom. Isabella had always assumed she would be a mother one day. Far, far in the future. But in the meantime she’d had other plans. A few goals she’d wanted to accomplish. She had promised her mother.Isabella weakly closed her eyes. If her mother were alive, she would be devastated by the news. Before Jody Williams had become ill she had done everything possible to give her daughter the opportunities she hadn’t had. Isabella remembered the litany of advice and warnings. Finish college before you have a child … Never rely on a man … Protect yourself …At the time Isabella had thought her mother had a bitter view of the world, but her negativity was understandable.
