I Became a Surrogate Mother for My Sister & Her Husband – But Days After the Birth, They Left the Baby on My Doorstep
I always imagined my sister Claire and I growing old side by side—sharing recipes, swapping costumes, finishing each other’s rants. Claire was polished, 38, always composed. I was 34, messy, loud, and full of little fingerprints—Liam’s questions, Sophie’s whispered beliefs in butterflies. My life was chaos, but it was full. When Claire married Ethan, I…