*Giovani*
Olivia slept soundly, her breath even. I brushed my thumb under the dark shadows circling her eyes, her lack of rest and the large quantity of alcohol she'd consumed coming back to bite her.
"Surrogate, huh?" I mumbled to myself in the quiet hours of the night.
It was just like her to drop a bombshell on me and then pass out in my arms before I could even respond.
I wished we didn't even have to discuss all of this, that I could provide her the baby she wanted without this roundabout way of doing it. But life didn't have that in the cards for us, apparently.
I sighed, holding her a little bit closer as I tucked her head under my chin and breathed in her scent. In the morning, I'd have to start researching surrogacy agencies.
Whatever my beautiful wife wanted, she would have.
Turns out, ……
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