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last update تاريخ النشر: 2026-07-21 03:34:37

Kyra’s pov**

Saturday morning arrived with golden sunlight and a charged kind of energy thrumming in the walls. It was the day. Zaire’s family was flying in. Celeste, Rome, and their mother. And this time, it wasn’t a casual visit.

They were coming to meet me.

I had woken up earlier than usual. I lay in bed for a few minutes, staring at the ceiling, one hand resting reverently on my belly. It was still early in the pregnancy, but I’d started to show just enough that my body reminded me da
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  • His accidental surrogate    Lines were getting too close to crossing

    Zaire The evening air feels warmer now, like the garden itself knows something’s changed between us. The lanterns catch in Kyra’s eyes, and I swear I’ve never seen them this open. This unguarded. She doesn’t pull away from me. She doesn’t hide. She just sits there, breathing like she’s not afraid of the moment anymore. I brush a loose strand of hair behind her ear. It’s nothing, just a small touch, but her inhale is sharp enough to wreck me. “You’re tired,” I say quietly. “Let’s go inside. You shouldn’t stay out in the late air too long.” She nods, slow, but I see it in her face. She doesn’t want this to end either. I help her up, catching her when she wobbles. Her hand settles on my arm for balance, and I don’t think she realizes how long she leaves it there. I do. I feel every second. We walk toward the house. Close. Arms brushing. Every step pulling that quiet tension between us tighter. Inside, the lighting is low and the house is quiet. Peaceful. Mine, but

  • His accidental surrogate    The surprise waiting in the garden

    Zaire** The driveway lights throw a warm, golden glow across the hood as I shift into park. For a moment, I do not move. I just sit here, watching Kyra sleep beside me. Her breathing is slow, steady. Her hand still rests protectively over her bump. A faint trace of dried tears marks her cheeks, but even that cannot dim the peaceful softness that has settled over her face. I do not want to wake her abruptly. Leaning slightly toward her, I brush my fingers against her arm. "Kyra," I whisper, my voice low, warm. "We're home." She stirs softly, eyelashes fluttering before her eyes open in slow, sleepy blinks. She looks around, momentarily disoriented. "Oh," she murmurs, clearing her throat. "I didn't mean to fall asleep." "It's alright," I say, giving her a small smile. "You needed the rest." She sits up straighter, smoothing her hair with a self conscious touch. Even through her exhaustion, there is a softness in her eyes like waking up to me watching her some

  • His accidental surrogate    Tears on the highway

    Zaire’s pov The sun shined brighter when we stepped out of the courtyard. Kyra walked ahead a little, one hand on her small bump, the other wrapped around her handbag like she was holding herself together. I unlocked the SUV with a soft beep. "Kyra... are you okay?" I asked gently. She nodded without looking back, but her shoulders betrayed her, tight, drawn up, trembling just a little. I didn't push. I waited until she climbed in, buckled up, and stared out the window like the world outside could answer questions she hadn't said out loud. I started the engine. The AC hummed. The rain pattered. We pulled off onto the main road. For the first few minutes, neither of us spoke. Only the sound of tires on the asphalt, and Kyra's quiet sniffles she tried to hide. I glanced over at her. Her chin trembled. Her lashes glistened. Her fingers curled tightly into her lap. Then her breath broke. Just once. "Kyra," I said, barely above a whisper. Those five lett

  • His accidental surrogate    Court part 2

    Kyra’s pov*** There was a sharp knock at the door. "Ten minutes are up," the court officer said. "Judge wants everyone back inside." The room seemed to shrink. I stared at the floor for a second before pushing myself upright. My legs felt heavy, but they held. Zaire stood beside me immediately. "You good?" he asked quietly. I let out a shaky breath. "I will be." Victor gathered his files and headed for the door. "Let's finish this." The walk back to the courtroom felt longer than before. The moment the doors opened, every conversation seemed to stop. I returned to the witness stand and settled into the chair. The bailiff called for order. Judge Vance looked down from the bench. "Ms. Taylor, you remain under oath." "Yes, Your Honor." The clinic's attorney rose and approached the stand. "Just a few more questions, Ms. Taylor." I nodded. The attorney glanced down at her notes. "When did you first learn that the clinic had used the wrong sperm sa

  • His accidental surrogate    Court part 1

    Kyra’s pov The ride to the courthouse was quiet. The city hummed around us, but inside the sleek black SUV, there was only the soft shuffle of papers and the occasional deep exhale. Zaire's hand rested lightly on mine, a silent anchor in the storm. Outside the courthouse, a crowd of reporters milled near the entrance, their cameras glinting in the morning sun. Flashbulbs popped occasionally, though Zaire and I barely noticed. Victor stepped out of the car first, adjusting his tie with a calm, professional precision. "Remember," he said quietly as we followed, "stay calm, answer only what's asked, and don't let them rattle you. You two have the facts and that's what matters." I nodded, gripping Zaire's hand tighter. My stomach fluttered with nerves, but my resolve was unwavering. Inside the courthouse, the air smelled faintly of polished wood and old leather. Court clerks moved briskly, shuffling papers, calling names. Zaire and I followed Victor down the polished corridor, ou

  • His accidental surrogate    Starting now

    Zaire’s pov **Friday, Late Afternoon** The sun’s already low, throwing long shadows across the living room rug. Kyra’s next to me on the couch. House is finally quiet after a day of unpacking baby stuff and… other stuff. Feelings. But for once, we actually feel like we’re on the same side of it. Then my phone buzzes hard against the side table. Victor. I tap it. "Hey, Vic." His voice is all business. "Zaire, we got an update. The court moved up the hearing for the clinic's motion. It's now scheduled for Monday morning, 9AM sharp." My brow pulls together before I can stop it. "Monday? That's sooner than we expected." "Yeah, the judge wants to fast-track it. You and Kyra need to be prepared. Documents, statements, everything. It's going to be intense." I glance at Kyra. She’s listening, quiet, but I see her shoulders shift. Victor keeps going. "I'm briefing the rest of the legal team tonight and will send you the prep materials by tomorrow. Kyra should be ready to a

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