Then, with icy satisfaction, she declared that Ivy was not her biological granddaughter — accusing me of betraying my husband, Tim. The room gasped. My knees nearly gave out. But before I could speak, Tim stood. “You’re right, Mom. Ivy isn’t biologically mine. I’ve known since before she was conceived.” The crowd froze. “I can’t have children. Kate and I went through IVF with a donor — together. Every appointment, every injection, I was there.
