Chapter 55

Declan

By mid January, I’m getting really tired of the egg donor acting like access to babies is a loyalty reward she can earn with enough persistence.

It starts with a package at the front door.

I find it when I get back from the hospital, still in scrubs, coffee gone cold in my hand, brain fried from a long shift. The box sits on the mat with my name on the label in sharp black marker—no return