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I lay on the cold operating table, legs apart, waiting for the doctor to end this humiliation. Then, the overhead lights suddenly snapped off. And there my own husband Victor was, careful and doting, escorting his precious love, as well as my best friend, for her prenatal checkup. Three years of marriage, and Victor hardly stood to be intimate. Every time, he'd give me these "vitamin" pills with a glass of water, saying I was too frail for a baby. Turned out I was just his convenient cover, and the pills were a carefully calculated dose of medication designed to keep me barren. The overhead lights suddenly blazed back on. I tried to say something, but my throat had closed up, blocked by something cold and stiff. "I..." My voice was a wreck, a broken whisper. "I can't do this. I'm keeping the baby."