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Falling For The Surrogate

Falling For The Surrogate

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Chapter 1Ā Hot Man At The Bar

Word Count: 2018 Ā Ā Ā |Ā Ā Ā  Released on: 03/09/2022

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for a reason, that everything in this world th

, I would be fucked up if I wasn't told that the reason my cat died was that she served her purpose to me by helping me

. Life was just shitty. It takes away something, or someone you spent years attaching yourself to i

- but there is nothing you can do to save it again. It wou

d the pain isn't gnawing at you anymore or you live with it, feeling the pain e

the only choices if you decide you still want to be

wasn't my mother dying because she had OD'ed nearly a decade ago and collapsed in the gutter

my father. He left us

lities he was carrying while both I and my mother did no

t myself. I would do the same thing if I lived in the

rrible case of learning disorder, he didn't have much of a choice at that point in his life bec

tion was pent up and just one day, he decided he couldn't take it anymore. And she also decided she couldn't take it an

staining me for a really long time because I long realized that I'm not built for the education system. Fashion designing is m

sure me to be a doctor or lawyer or whatever. I chose my career path by myself and built it from scratch, so

ad person. I mean, other people might deserve to have their whole business bu

able to afford anymore, and I have a pet. No relationship whatsoever and zero amount of friends

hen in reality, they are just here to escape from the harsh ordeal that is their lives. I was here to do the same thing bec

I would move back to Boston if I knew the address of my family relatives, but I don't. I would also try getting a job so

r place than I already am right now. As the clock ticked by, it was ge

hushed tones because honestly, it was a bit embarrassing for a grown

o and I don't trust myself in a drunken state. Some actions can only be done when you know th

e. From where I was sitting, his profile was the only feature o

asked. Just then, the strobe lights were turned

blinding it was. I suddenly got irritated by it, but the rest weren't q

ght next to me. My breath caught in my throat, as tension built in my st

ke-up-from-sleep style which made me instantly fantasi

gaze bathed all over me, from my face to my long auburn

le veined hands. I could feel my lady parts tickle already,

just be me but either way, my brain felt more mashed up than the potatoes I ate this morn

my body and focused on my face. I could tell he had stripped m

rich mahogany-colored hair. "Why aren't you dri

jito right on cue and I quickly gr

already downed all of it. It made me slightly embarrassed,

creased for a fleeting moment. It had to be the

don't you

tted it almost immediately. He could be an ax murderer for all I know, and I jus

hand which ignited something it shouldn't in my body because ri

ut like that. Men are despicable. Dogs. The handsom

I voiced out rath

rm. "Five years ago." He said as a sm

because it would be hard to believe a man that felt this way just b

t ease but also disappointed now that I know that he is married be

k as his hunky muscles were? Was it dark or was it pink? I had so many questions running through my

elationship

shook

ouchy subje

w myself to feel it again. Because at the end of the day, it wasn't worth it. All it would resu

ain, and try to convince yourself that it would be different this time when you know for a fact that you are just de

e are fools." He said and I found myself blushing emb

stranger." I stood up from my seat and left the

he night was over. It was good talking to him because for the first time in the last 48 hours s

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