My Husband Forced Me to Be a Surrogate for His Boss to Get Promotion — but His True Motive Turned Out to Be Even Worse

It’s been two years now.

Sophie’s doing amazing in school. Ethan’s in fourth grade. My mom moved in with us last year, and our house is full of laughter.

I’m not the same woman who agreed to be a surrogate.

That woman was scared and uncertain. I’m not her anymore.

I have a career I built with my own hands. I have two kids who chose me as much as I chose them.

Last week, I got a letter from Doug.

He’s out on parole. He wants to meet.

I threw it away without reading past the first paragraph.

Sophie asked me yesterday what a surrogate was.

“It’s when someone carries a baby for another person who can’t,” I told her.

“Did you ever do that?”

I looked at her beautiful face and smiled. “Once.

And it turned out to be the best thing I ever did, even though it nearly broke me.”

“How come?”

“Because it brought me to where I needed to be. To right here. To you and Ethan and this life.”

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