Romance
On our fifth wedding anniversary, Justin Gould stands me up again.I stare at his curt text saying he has to work late. Just as I'm about to reply, I accidentally enter an outdoor livestream.The camera shifts, and Justin suddenly comes into view. I frantically rewind the livestream, replaying the footage again and again to make sure I'm not mistaken.It's not just because Justin has lied to me. The child in his arms has the same distinctive birthmark on his neck as my son, Tommy Gould, the baby I was told had died after being born prematurely.My heart pounds as I rush to the location shown on the livestream. But when I get there, I hear the child call the woman beside him "Mom".She is Justin's foster sister, Lyra Gould.Justin wraps his arm around her, his voice full of affection."If you could have children, I never would've married Zoey. You wanted a child, so I had one with her just for you. I told that fool our son had died, and she actually believed me. Lyra, you're the only one I love."I stand frozen, my heart turning cold.Only then do I realize that all these years, I was just a vessel for them to have a child.
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