Hannah's POVLeo's new bedroom was a drawer.Rosa had emptied the bottom drawer of her old dresser, scrubbed it clean, and lined it with three soft towels. She also rolled another towel along the edge so Leo could not bump his head. I hated that drawer, but it was clean and warm, and we had nowhere else to go.I slept on Rosa's couch every night with my feet hanging off the end. Rosa left for her work shifts before the sun came up, and she still came home with groceries. She never complained, even though the unpaid bills were piling up next to her TV, and feeding two extra people made everything harder.One week after Brett threw us out, I walked into Brightwater Fertility.The receptionist became stiff the moment she heard my name."I would like copies of my treatment records, please, and any information about the embryo you used for my pregnancy," I told her."I am sorry, Mrs. Ashcroft," the receptionist said. "We cannot discuss that without an appointment.""A DNA test says my husb
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