Chapter 1

I gave up my own college dreams just so Ethan Miller could get his PhD.

During the day, I delivered food on my scooter. At night, I worked as a mall janitor. I survived on only four hours of sleep a day.

Because of the physical exhaustion, I suffered two miscarriages.

Eventually, I developed severe reproductive health issues and had to have half of my uterus removed.

Finally, Ethan graduated. He landed a high-paying job at a listed company with a six-figure salary.

He promised to give me a grand wedding.

But while trying on wedding dresses, I got bored and browsed Instagram. A viral post on a local confession page caught my eye.

"How do I dump my uneducated, janitor girlfriend who put me through school without looking like the bad guy?"

"She can't even understand basic academic talk. It is embarrassing to take her out."

"I have met a female executive at my company who truly gets me. I don't want to play savior anymore."

Attached to the post was a photo of a medical report. The name was blurred, but I recognized it instantly. It was my uterine surgery report.

Across the fitting room curtain, Ethan's gentle voice drifted in.

"Honey, are you done changing? I can't wait to see you in that dress."

I looked down and touched the ugly surgical scar on my lower abdomen. Suddenly, my ten years of sacrifice felt like a total joke.