Chapter 2: The Recording Nobody Was Supposed to See
The next thirty minutes felt unreal.
Doctors rushed into the room after Marcus called for help. They checked my baby’s heartbeat, my blood pressure, and every possible sign that something was wrong.
I watched Marcus stand near the window.
He looked like a stranger.
A man caught between the woman he loved and the woman he had trusted for years.
Finally, the doctor stepped back.
“Your baby is stable,” she said.
“But you need to rest. Stress can be dangerous at this stage.””
Marcus closed his eyes in relief.
“Thank you.””
When the doctor left, silence filled the room.
Isabella was still there.
I couldn’t understand why.
If she truly cared about me, she would have left.
If she truly believed her own story, she would have stayed confident.
Instead, she stood frozen.
Waiting.
Marcus turned toward her.
“Why are you still here?””
Her eyes widened.
“Marcus…”
“I asked you a question.””
She swallowed.
“I’m your friend.””
“No,” he said quietly.
“You’re someone I trusted.””
The words hurt her more than anger would have.
She stepped forward.
“You’re really going to believe her?””
I stared at her.
“She attacked me.””
Isabella immediately shook her head.
“No. She fell because she was upset.””
Marcus looked at her.
“Then why are you afraid of the camera?””
That question destroyed her calm.
For a moment, nobody spoke.
The monitor beside my bed continued beeping.
My baby’s heartbeat.
Proof that something innocent was still fighting in the middle of all this.
Isabella forced a laugh.
“Afraid? I’m not afraid.””
Marcus pointed upward.
“Then let’s watch it.””
Her face went pale.
“Marcus, don’t make a mistake you can’t take back.””
He stared at her.
“What mistake?””
She hesitated.
Then her voice became softer.
“You don’t know everything.””
I felt a knot form in my stomach.
“What does that mean?””
Isabella looked at me.
Not with anger this time.
With something colder.
Regret.
“I tried to warn you.””
Marcus stepped between us.
“Warn her about what?””
Isabella looked away.
For years, she had been the person Marcus called when he needed advice.
The person who knew his secrets.
The person who had been around before me.
And suddenly I wondered how much she had used that history.
Marcus picked up his phone.
“I’m calling security.””
Isabella moved quickly.
“No.””
The desperation in her voice shocked all of us.
Marcus stared.
“Why?””
She didn’t answer.
Because she knew.
She knew the footage would expose her.
A security officer arrived minutes later with access to the recording system. The room became unbearably quiet as he connected the camera footage.
The screen turned on.
The video showed the hospital room from above.
No sound at first.
Just images.
Me sitting on the bed.
Isabella entering.
The conversation beginning.
Then Marcus noticed something.
He leaned closer.
“Wait.””
The officer paused.
“What is it?””
Marcus pointed at the screen.
“Go back.””
The footage rewound.
Isabella’s entrance.
Her expression.
Her movements.
The way she looked around the room before she even spoke.
She wasn’t worried.
She wasn’t concerned.
She was checking.
Checking if anyone was watching.
My stomach tightened.
Marcus whispered, “She came here prepared.””
Isabella stepped toward the screen.
“Stop this.””
Nobody moved.
The officer continued.
The footage showed Isabella walking toward me.
Then my face changed.
Fear.
Real fear.
Marcus’s hands clenched.
The video continued.
And then everyone saw what happened before he opened the door.
The moment Isabella thought nobody would ever discover.
The officer suddenly stopped the recording.
His expression changed.
“What?””
Marcus looked at him.
“What did you see?””
The officer hesitated.
“I think you need to watch the rest.””
Isabella’s entire body went still.
Marcus noticed.
“What is on that video?””
She whispered one sentence.
The sentence that made my blood run cold.
“Because if you watch it… you’ll know why I had to stop her from telling you.””
Marcus stared at her.
“Stop her from telling me what?””
Isabella looked at the frozen screen.
And for the first time, she looked less like someone caught lying.
She looked like someone who knew a much bigger secret was about to come out.
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The officer pressed play.
And the next thing on the recording changed everything.
