As I opened the door to my office, the couple inside were still wiping tears away. The tears were happy ones, thankfully; their fertility problems hadn’t been insurmountable. They were going to be proud parents in eight months, if everything went according to plan. The outcomes weren’t always so joyous, but these were the moments that I loved, the ones that made all my time in medical school worthwhile. My wife was sittin...

Tae laughed. “Come on, Cora. That’s not true. You’re a decent business manager. And you’ve made a fine nanny for our son.” Then she tilted Cora’s head up to look at her. “But there is something else that I do need from you, bitch.” Cora’s brows furrowed; what else could she take? Tae had her husband. She had her child. She had her devotion and her submission. My wife was broken; but just because something’s broken doesn’t...