HE GAVE HIS MISTRESS MY PADDLE. HE FORGOT THE AUCTION HOUSE BELONGED TO ME

does not require every dream to survive.

Sloane’s voice was quiet.

“He created embryos.”

“With you?”

The answer startled me more than yes would have.

She reached into her bag again.

“With donor eggs. His sperm. A gestational carrier.”

“He wanted an heir before leaving you. He said the divorce would be easier if the child had no legal connection to you.”

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