My Husband Married Me for My Baby's Heart.

"As long as the baby comes to term, that healthy little heart will save Aurora. That was the deal from the beginning. Marry Amelia. Get her pregnant. All for this."

My world shattered.

He had raced into the flames to save me, not out of love, but because my womb carried the spare parts for his true love.

I wasn't his heart.

I was the incubator for a heart. The disposable vessel. And my purpose was nearly served.