Zero With Slash Novels & Stories

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— lazy, arrogant, exactly what I was counting on. I didn’t hesitate. I typed my name. “Vale, Remy.” Hit enter. The screen loaded slower than I wanted. Every second felt like a bullet chamber spinning. Then it came up. Contract #STL-8891 Surrogate: Vale, Remy (DOB: 4/12/2005) Donor: Anonymous (Sterling Trust) Gestation: Twin Status: ACTIVE Payment 1: $600,000 – PAID Payment 2: $600,000 – ON HOLD

I woke up laying on my new bed. I can't believe that I really fell as sleep knowing that I'm alone and Lia is not on my side. There was no sun that touch my skin like I used to feel whenever I am waking up in the morning. There are no windows here and it feels strange for me because whenever I wake up in the morning, the first thing that I'm going to do is to let myself feel the cold breeze that slowly touching my skin. It makes me calm and make my mind feel the peace.

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The child’s lips twitched, her tiny, scarred mouth opening to let out a sound that made every unpowered streetlamp on the ridge road ring like a tuning fork. "The yard is an unauthorized encumbrance on the balance sheet, #3," the baby’s voice rattled through the speaker of the overturned diplomatic sedan behind us. The tone was thin, high-pitched, but the syntax belonged entirely to the original Zora Vane. "You haven't changed the ownership of this sector. You’ve simply forced the administration into a liquidation phase. My estate has an automatic clause for this scenario: if the physical assets cannot be verified by the morning clearing house, the system initiates a total write-off."

Please. Please let the path be clear.