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Chapter 94

Penulis: Simone M.
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-05-09 22:50:22

Sierra’s POV

I wake up to find Flint gone. At first, I panic and circled the bedroom, accounting for his things. Then I decided that maybe he didn’t return after he got himself a drink. It’s only eight in the morning. But that’s late for me. Yesterday was exhausting.

After I’ve showered and dressed, but before I go downstairs, I creep down the hall to Lucas. In the rocking chair in the corner is Galina with Lucas, and she’s attempting to burp him.

“Want to try?” she asks when she spots me hovering in the entryway.

“Oh, um, yes.” I take the armchair next to the rocker. She passes him to me, and I mimic the movements I saw her doing. An awkward silence settles between us as I try to get a burp. After a deep breath, I say, “Is this your first time being a surrogate?”

Her face fills with surprise. “No, my third. Eric picked me because he wanted someone with a record of success.” She hesitates and then says, “He said this was your last shot. None of the implantations in other surrogates to
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