Joseph sat beside her, silent, but the look on his face was one of profound empathy.
“But your brother didn't just have erectile dysfunction; he also had a low sperm count. The doctors couldn't find any viable sperm. He was desperate for a child, so he asked me to use a sperm donor—from a…”
“Vivica, that’s enough!” Fletcher slammed his fist on the table. The handcuffs on his wrist clattered loudly, startling everyone in the room.
“Fletcher, sit down!” the officer commanded. “Or this mediation is over!”
Fletcher remained standing, his eyes fixed on Vivica in a furious glare.
Gavin rose and placed a hand on his shoulder. “Come on, man. Be bigger than this.”
He meant it as a calming gesture, but after Vivica’s revelation, the word “man” sounded particularly cutting.
Vivica waited for Fletcher to compose himself, then continued as if uninterrupted.
“After another round of pleading from your brother, I foolishly gave in again. And so began the IVF journey. Only I know how much I suffered. Loretta, have you ever seen the needle they use for egg retrieval? It’s this long…”
Vivica held her hands apart, indicating a length of about ten inches.
Loretta flinched involuntarily.
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