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I was probably a strong contender for the most *dutiful* fiancée of the year. I’d chased Julian Reed for eight years, thinking I was starring in some inspirational drama, finally melting that icy man’s heart. The proposal, the engagement – it was all as grand as a fairy tale. Until the eve of our wedding, as I sat surrounded by mountains of invitations, dreaming of our future. Then he came to tell me, for the sake of his first love: "I want to have a child with her, through surrogacy. It won't affect our wedding." Oh. So the iceberg wasn't incapable of melting; it was just that the eternal spring in his heart was never meant for me. And my eight years of devotion? Just a convenient, understanding backup option when he wasn't busy fulfilling his 'responsibilities'. [Skylar, I’m