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Chapter 1

I had my hospital bag ready on the morning of my due date — but my husband rolled his suitcase right past it and told me I was on my own.

His parents were outside, waiting for him.

I wish I could say I misunderstood him. I wish I could say he was joking, or that there had been some small detail I had missed.

There wasn’t.

He had a suitcase. I had a hospital bag.

He was leaving.

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"You're on your own."

That was what he said.

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