Maggie Robbott sat nervously in the elegant waiting room of the Evergreen Fertility Institute, her fingers twisting the strap of her worn leather purse. At twenty-eight, she had spent the last three years desperately trying to become a mother, only to watch every attempt crumble. Countless negative pregnancy tests, failed IUIs, two heartbreaking rounds of IVF, and a mountain of debt that had finally forced her to sell her car.
Her husband had left eight months ago. He couldn’t handle the constant disappointment anymore, he said. The truth was he had stopped wanting the same future she did. Now it was just Maggie — alone, exhausted, and running out of hope.
That was why she had applied to the Evergreen Program.
It was an extremely exclusive, invitation-only fertility initiative that prom
