Olivia’s POV

“Are you really going through with artificial insemination?” I asked, glancing at Grace as we browsed racks of dresses in a boutique. Alexander had invited me to a romantic dinner tonight, and I wanted a new dress to surprise him.

Grace, with her delicate features—short, light hair framing her neck, bright eyes, and a button nose—looked almost ethereal, her gentle smile masking the weight she carried.

She was a devoted friend, always there for me, but she rarely ...