I Became a Surrogate for My Brother — But When He Saw His Newborn Baby, He Rejected Her, and the Reason Made Me Go Pale.
There were still bad nights.
There were still mornings when I saw the star and remembered the scream.
Then Maya would slap the tray of her high chair for more banana, and the memory would have to wait its turn behind breakfast.
Julian came for a weekend and stayed four days.
He cooked badly.
He apologized to the pan.