The Billionaire’s Surrogate
Sitting on the wooden bench and watching others do what they do, live the life they want, makes me think of how mediocre my life is, and not doing enough; I should try harder.
I am lost in between the children’s giggle, the dog’s subtle barking and the students bidding each other goodbyes.
"Hey, girl! You spaced out?" Gina gently hits my shoulder.
I jolt out of my reverie, "Oh. Hey, Gina." My eyes meet with her blonde hair and green tips.
Gina is one of the prettiest A-list students in college. Her smiles are as sharp as her wit. Her hair was packed in a bun, firmer than mine that hangs loosely from the hair claw.
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