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

yellow paint I chose two months ago is still fresh enough to smell faintly of itself in the mornings when I open the door. There is a mobile above the crib that plays something simple and unhurried. The morning comes through the window at the angle I calculated when I chose where to put the crib, so the light would be gentle.

I chose everything in that continue reading …