My Husband Kept Visiting Our Surrogate Alone So I Recorded What Was Happening and It Changed Everything

and walked to the bathroom and locked the door and sat down on the cold tile floor.

I pressed play.

The first sounds were ordinary. A door opening. Claire’s voice, warm and familiar, saying oh good, you made it. Then Ethan saying he had brought the vitamins. I let out a long breath. Maybe it was this. Maybe it was only this. Vitamins. Care. The attentiveness continue reading …