I looked at her.
“What are you suggesting?”
“We could have babies on our own. Together.”
I laughed.
But Emily was serious.
Then she added something extraordinary.
“What if we used the same sperm donor? Our children could be biological siblings.”
The idea sounded unconventional, but the more we discussed it, the more beautiful it seemed.
We researched fertility clinics, attended consultations, and carefully considered our options.
Eventually, we selected a donor identified as Daniel.
He was supposedly thirty-five, healthy, educated, and from a family with a reassuring medical history.
