Everyone has a checklist of what they want out of life; I know I've had one since college. All my boxes are checked except for one...a baby of my own. On paper, my life reads like the perfect book, but on the inside, I feel empty and broken. I've dealt with the joys and losses of struggling with infertility and countless treatments. But the dream is over, and I need to figure out how to let it go. To cheer me up, my husband sent me for a fun weekend with my two best friends. ...and then he showed up: a face from my past I believed I would never see again. I should have walked away and not looked back, but my confused heart led me on a path to devastating consequences. I messed up...big time. How do I hang onto the life I had before I chose to make the biggest mistake of my life?