Chapter 13
Four years agoMaria dropped her bag on the sparkling black granite kitchen counter and stood still, listening to their empty house ticking and shifting around her as the air conditioner kicked on.
Leo always kept the place too damned cold, and she'd given up asking him to adjust the thermostat when he went out. With him left to his own devices for two days while she was away, the room was cold enough that her hands and feet ached with the chill.
The last resort Chicago doctor's words still echoed inside her head, chasing her thoughts into muddled storm clouds.
Third surrogate pregnancy failed. All options exhausted.
Further attempts a waste of money and time unless you consider an egg donor. Otherwise, focus on something else. Move on and let it go.
Let it go.
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