Eighteen Rounds for This Betrayal

My husband Jason had weak sperm.

After our eighteenth round of IVF, I finally got pregnant.

I came home with my eight-week ultrasound report, overjoyed, only to find my mother-in-law Margaret with a dark expression.

"This baby can't stay.

Your sister-in-law Madison is fighting her husband for custody of their son in the divorce.

If she gets custody, it'll be hard for her to find someone new with a kid in tow.

We'll raise little Tyler here instead."

I couldn't believe my ears.

"Margaret, what did you say? You want me to abort my baby? Are you out of your mind?"