It wasn’t just any document, it was a birth registration form.
My breath hitched.
Father: Casper Hendrix
Mother: Confidential surrogate
My fingers tightened around the paper in my lap.
For a moment, my brain refused to understand what I was seeing.
I looked up at him slowly.
“What is this?”
Casper’s expression didn’t change. Not even slightly.
“The future,” he said calmly.
“I’m not a surrogate.”
“No but legally, you will be,” he replied.
Something twisted inside my chest
I stared at it again reading further
The biological carrier shall not claim maternal identity.
The child shall not be informed of real maternal origins till eighteen years
Custody transferred solely to Casper Hendrix.
Full parental authority.
Every word felt like it was stabbing me
My voice came out bare
