of his own making.
I looked down at the innocent child in my arms, who was blissfully unaware of the storm raging around her. She was beautiful, perfect, and bore the mark of our lineage—a mark that should have been a badge of belonging but had instead become a brand of contention.
The confusion stemmed from the biological complexities of the surrogacy. While it was intended to be an embryo transfer using Ryan and Melissa’s genetic material, the presence of that specific mark suggested a biological impossibility that Ryan could
