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While I was lying in a hospital bed after my third IVF cycle failed, my husband was celebrating our company anniversary with another woman at his side. She was wearing the dress he had chosen for her. He had removed my name from the screenplay I had spent a year writing and replaced it with hers. Then I found their hotel reservation. One room. One bed. He believed I would forgive him again. This time, I began planning a life without him.