*Giovani*

I inhaled deeply and stared into the eyes of my beloved, so full of worries. I hadn’t given any thought to what I wanted since the doctor said I essentially had no viable sperm. That sickening guilt roiled up in me again, but I forced myself to remain in the moment.

“I will do whatever you want, carina,” I said honestly. I knew I would love a baby with Olivia’s eyes, her laugh–but I would love any baby we adopted just as well. My own genes died ...