Sharing

Livia was careless one morning, leaving her pills out next to her glass of water on her bedside table. Up until then she’d been very careful about tucking them away somewhere Terry would never look - the bottom of her tin of tampons.

In a heated row that evening about her trying to prevent herself getting pregnant, Terry just let his feelings out. “You and fucking Marcia are both the same. Fucking precious about your bodies and utterly fucking selfish about your fucking eggs. Marriage is a partnership, Livia, about sharing everything. That includes decisions and sharing your fucking eggs too!”