ISAAC'S POV
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" She's what ?" I growl and the nurse flinches back . " Isaac , calm down ." my mother mutters in whisper , her hand gently touching my bicep and she rubs my arm . I pull away from her , anger rippling through my body and she sighs . I hate the way she's looking at me , she's looking at me with sorry eyes and I hate it .
When people look at me like that , it remind me of doctor's that look at patient's family when they need to tell them that the patient had died .
" Stop looking at me like that ." I snap at my mother and she takes a deep breath , straightening her shoulders before she turns her attention to the nervous nurse , standing and shivering on her spot as she stares at me with wide eyes . " I got this dear , you run along ." my mother's soft voice irks me . Th
