After losing my baby, I found out my husband was my sister’s future baby’s father — karma surfaced for them not long after.

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Three weeks later, the invitation came. Delaney was throwing a gender reveal party, and I was invited.

“You don’t have to go,” Mason said when I showed him the pink envelope.

It was one of the few nights he was actually home. We were in the kitchen. He was drinking a beer. I was picking at a salad I had no interest in eating.

“She’s my sister.”

“She’s also been pretty insensitive about everything you’ve been through.”

I looked at him, surprised. It was the most he’d acknowledged my feelings in weeks.

“I think I should go,” I said. “It’ll look weird if I don’t.”

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