When Melissa agrees to become a surrogate to help her husband’s struggling mother, she believes it’s a sacrifice made for love. But as the lines between devotion and exploitation blur, she’s forced to confront a devastating betrayal, and find out what it truly means to reclaim her future.
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I didn’t realize I was selling my body until the check cleared. And even then, I told myself it was love. Because that’s how deep the lie ran.
My husband, Ethan, didn’t hold a gun to my head. He just held my hand while I signed the surrogacy papers; he just told me that we were doing it for us. For our son.
But I didn’t know that we were doing it for his mother, drowning in debt she created.
By the time I realized I’d been used, I’d carried two babies that weren’t mine and lost everything that was.
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Including him.
