CHAPTER 12 Not a weak surrogate

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  I sat down elegantly exhaling and inhaling silently as I tried to calm my racing heart. I've never had this kind of feeling before. It was new to me. Everything around me was new, I was quiet as I tried to keep calm while Victor dug through the pile of files on his table stacked together. He seemed focused, I had to say he was calm. It was hard to understand or describe his personality at first sight which gave a big disadvantage of knowing exactly if he was upset or happy. His facial expression was emotionless and his brown eyes showed a little hint of sadness which disappeared immediately after it emerged, he looked to be in his 30s, or was he in his early twenties. But I didn't come to understand people or try to make them happy. My job was strictly to get pregnant give birth to a bab

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