The Surrogate Promise: How One Woman’s Choice to Save Her Husband Brought a Miracle She Never Expected

Nine months later, I was back in Los Angeles for the delivery. Labor came early. As I lay in the hospital bed, tears streamed down my face — not from pain, but from the heartbreak of knowing I would soon lose him and the baby both.

When the child was born, the nurse smiled gently. “It’s a boy.”

For one moment, I saw him — small, perfect, his tiny hands curled like David’s when he slept. Then they carried him away.

Lena came in hours later and placed an envelope beside me. “It’s done,” she said quietly. “He’s healthy. The family is grateful. You’ll never have to worry again.”

I nodded weakly. “I just want to know he’s safe.”

She smiled. “He’s more than safe. He’s loved.”

The Letter

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