But Matt turned on her. “You traitor,” he said, his voice trembling with anger. “You knew I couldn’t have kids and hid it from me?”
Her weak excuse—protecting him from feeling “broken”—only fueled his rage. “You let us suffer for a year, blaming ourselves?” he demanded.
Then he revealed the truth: we’d conceived Liam through IVF, using a donor Matt chose. Carol had known all along.
“Liam is my son,” Matt said firmly. “DNA doesn’t make a family. Love does.”
Carol stormed out, defeated. Weeks later, Matt cut ties with her, freeing us to heal and focus on our family. Watching Matt hold Liam now, I see the true meaning of love, resilience, and what it takes to build a family.