Her Embryo, My Body

1.

Four years into our marriage, my husband Ethan and I were finally successful with IVF.

Just as I was about to tell him the news, I found him in a suit at another wedding―only this time, the bride wasn't me.

To make it all worse, my doctor later told me the baby inside me wasn't mine.

Ethan shielded the other woman behind him. "Amy, let me explain... Chloe is dying. This is just a formality, a wedding to check off her bucket list―"

I went home, tore our marriage certificate to shreds, and