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The Billionaire’s Surrogate Chapter Eighty Nine
EMMA’S POVI draw the curtain open and let the morning lights seep into the room.The neighborhood is called Willowmere—a place that sounds like it belongs to a postcard or a childhood book, and that feels intentional enough to be safe. It sits far from everything I used to know, far from the usual streets and names that echo too loudly. Outside my window, life is happening quietly. A grey-haired man walks his dog with unhurried patience, a petite woman waters potted plants on her balcony. Two teenagers stroll past, laughing softly, their backpacks hanging loose like the world is yet to be against them.The air smells like toast, damp earth and faint floral tinges. It feels more like home than home— where I left.I rest my forehead briefly against the glass as I admire what everyday life looks like when it isn’t shattered.I sigh and turn back into the apartment.It is larger than I expected when I signed the lease: wide, open and thoughtful. Everything is already in place, as though
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EMMA’S POVThe days after my mother’s death has nothing to do with the drama of excessive wailing and some thick cover of endless tears. The days after my mother’s death arrive empty; like water through a cracked cup— quiet, leaking, gone before I can hold them. Morning becomes afternoon without ceremony. Night comes without relief. People return to their routines with an efficiency that feels like betrayal. Laughter resumes. Traffic hums. Phones ring. Life continues, like my mother had no experience of death.Everyone goes back to normal. Everyone except me.I stop answering Alexander’s calls on the second day. By the third, I stop reading the messages. By the fifth, I turn my phone off entirely. And I don’t see this as a punishment but as a way of surviving. Every time his name lights up my screen, my insides tighten like a fist around glass.I cannot afford to bleed anymore, so, I disappear from him.The flower shop smells the same— earthy, green, and faintly sweet. It’s strange h
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EMMA’S POVThe living room smells like stale grief and untouched food.I am on the floor, my back against the couch, my knees drawn to my chest. My sobs come in waves that knock the air out of me and leave me gasping, embarrassed by my own survival. I clutch the fabric of my gown like it might anchor me to something solid, but everything inside me feels scraped raw.Mum is gone.Every time I think I have grasped the words, ‘Mum is gone’, they slip through me again, leaving another ache behind.My chest burns, my throat is sore and my eyes feel swollen shut, yet the tears keep coming, without a hold.I rock slightly, whispering words. If only. I should have. I didn’t know. I didn’t mean to.The door to the kitchen creaks open.Hilda appears in front of me holding a plate—cereal, I think, and milk. The smell makes my stomach tighten unpleasantly.“Emma,” she says softly, kneeling beside me. “Please. Try to eat something.”My gaze is fixed on the wall across the room, on a faint crack th
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ALEXANDER’S POVI sniff in the smell of the waiting room, the smell of burnt coffee and disinfectant.It’s a smell I have learned to associate with things going wrong slowly, then all at once.Emma sits rigid on one of the plastic chairs, her arms folded tightly across her chest and her eyes fixed on the floor as though she’s afraid of looking up. Hilda is beside her, with her fingers wrapped around her phone, opening and closing it without purpose.I stand for a moment, watching them.I don’t know where to put myself as every place feels intrusive.“I’ll be back,” I say finally. “I’ll get you something. Tea. Snacks. Milkshakes. Anything.”Emma doesn’t look up.Hilda nods weakly. “Thank you.”I leave before Emma can stop me with one of those dagger stares.The hospital cafeteria is almost empty. A bright television in one corner and a tired attendant behind the counter. I order tea, milkshakes, water— too much of everything, as if abundance can fight loss.By the time I return, Hilda
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ALEXANDER’S POVThe corridor feels unbearably still after Emma retreats into the ward. My creased shirt and rough look has nothing on me as the storm has settled. I should be satisfied. My family’s meddling hands will not harm her again. I should be. But I don’t find even a tinge of satisfaction.My phone vibrates sharply against my chest.It’s my grandmother.I swipe the call to speaker, almost throwing the phone across the hall in irritation.“Alexander,” her sharp voice slices through the silence. “Why haven’t you answered sooner?”“I was busy,” I say flatly.“Busy?” She lets out a slow and amused laughter. “Busy? Alexander, you’re supposed to be attending to family. You know very well what’s at stake. Tell me, what exactly is going on with Emma’s mother? I’ve been waiting for updates only you can give.”“Oh… you know don’t you?” My brows crease in disgust.“Go straight to the point.”“She’s being treated,” I say.“Being treated?” Her tone sharpens. “Alexander, you must understand.
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EMMA’S POVThe clock on the wall says only twelve minutes have passed since the nurse whispered stand down like it was a prayer she had learned too late, but it feels like an hour has died on my chest.Mum’s breathing grows shallow, then uneven. Her chest rises like it’s climbing a hill it didn’t agree to climb. I sit close, my fingers wrapped around hers. She’s been unable to drink the herbal tea except for two sips.Hilda hovers at the foot of the bed, her eyes glassy, her mouth moving in silent pleas to a God she hasn’t been on speaking terms with in years.“Mum,” I whisper. “Stay with me.”Her eyelids flutter, then settle. Her grip tightens faintly, as if she hears me but doesn’t have the strength to answer.As I watch her, it feels like there’s an internal break, like a bone cracking under skin. I step out of the ward again, holding back my tears.The corridor feels colder now. Somewhere down the hall, a child cries.I walk to the nurses’ station with a steadiness that surprises
The Billionaire’s Surrogate Chapter Seventy Five
EMMA’S POVThe morning is unusually quiet for a weekday. I stand behind the counter, hunched slightly over my notepad, trying to put down the right words for a bouquet request. My pen keeps dragging across the paper because my mind wanders far too often.There are no cameras outside. No voices. No
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ALEXANDER’S POVGrandmother sends for me before I even finish taking off my tie.The message comes through one of the new maids.“She wants everyone in the west sitting room.”Everyone. Which means: another inquest.Another performance in the Willoughby Theater of Disappointment.I don’t bother ans
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ALEXANDER’S POVThe call comes earlier than expected.I’m still in my room, the aftermath of yesterday’s argument with Grandmother sitting heavy on my shoulders. I haven’t slept more than two hours.My phone rings again.I reach for it, half-dreading and half-bracing.“Mr. Willoughby?” a woman’s vo
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ALEXANDER’S POVI stand just behind the curtain, watching his back straighten as he steps onto the porch. His shoulders rise and fall as he walks forward like a man about to perform open-heart surgery with no tools.A reporter shouts first.“Mr. Stephen Stephan, is it true the surrogate was living
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