A little white lie

It didn't take long before we entered a nice room, it was nice some lounge with black couches and a single glass table in the middle with a vase on top and they out some artificial flowers in there, the walls were painted waiting which gave the place a pleasant atmosphere"

"Please take a seat...this is your application form...kindly fill in all your details...I'll be right back to check up on you"immediately I sat down and the lady handed me some papers which I scanned carefully and some things were written on the papers. The lady gave me a pen and I nodded as I watched her leave the room. I didn't know what to do or where to start. She was like a well-wisher, a few minutes ago I thought I lost completely but as an angel, she showed up and saved the day. I smiled as I looked around and I was impressed. I loved such tranquil places, the window was large and I could see the garden from where I was sitting. The sun was out and scorching hot. It was something breathtaking. I had no time to waste that after taking in the beautiful place which was rather cold indicating and AC was on

"Name, Vivienne Payton...bla bla" I read through the first page and I filled in my names. Perused through all the pages before I got back to the first one and started filling in again. It took time to get what the purpose of the application was.

"Age...must be 22 years to 25 years?"I read out loud and my hands turned cold. I shifted my gaze around not sure what to do. How on earth did they have to put such a ridiculous age for something anyone could do. I failed to understand hence with a lot of thinking I exhaled heavily and decided to do the most ridiculous thing any girl could do. Thanks to my good genes. I didn't look like a typical 19 years old girl. I was mature I just had to hide my cute baby face

"Vivienne Payton, 22 years old" I indicated knowing full well I was lying for the greater good. This was the price I had to pay for me to fulfill my goals. I knew this wasn't such a big deal, yes I was only a 19 years old girl and the surrogate age started from 22, I wasn't qualified for this but I had to hence a little white lie wouldn't hurt anyone

"Dating?"I read out loud when I reached a section where they asked if I had a boyfriend or if I was married and if I was still a virgin. My eyes widened in shock. Why would they ask such a thing, this was private because even if I said I was a complete virgin who no man had ever touched talk of a simple kiss not even on the cheeks but when I recalled my night with my trouble maker drunkard of a man. I chuckled recalling how he got the privilege to touch me. That was the first time I let a man get any closer to me but it wasn't a big deal because with pride I wrote down what I was

"Still a virgin ''I said out loud and smiled knowing I was proud of myself. Some of my fellow students my age were already experimenting with something so despicable but I only had time to pursue my goals. I wanted to be independent to build my empire then I would think of falling in love but in the meantime, I was happy to be called a chicken who feared men's touch.

I sat there filling in the forms, the information left wasn't so bad hence I quickly answered all the questions and slammed the pen on the papers and leaned back to the couch. My legs straightened but not so much as to hurt my ankle. It was still hurting even though I was walking around like a fool but I had no time to sit in bed and nurse a wound. Already Mrs Smith took care of it and I was glad about her special remedies, my ankle wasn't as swollen as before and I could walk even in sneakers

"Ugh! where is she!"I groaned in frustration after an hour passed and I was just sitting there. I tried playing games on my phone but I was too lazy to do that. Hence I rose to my feet hoping I could peek outside, however just as I was about to stand. The door flew open and the first lady who was rude to me walked in brutally.

"Are you finished?"She asked rudely. I didn't answer her but handed her the forms and she cheekily took them. I wondered what she thought of herself. I wanted some badly to insult her but I chose to keep my mouth on a leech because I didn't want to be seen as a rude girl

"This?" she read through and asked as she looked at me with a friend on her face, I was certain she was surprised about my flawless details. I knew it was hard to believe but yes, there existed girls who were still intact. If a girl was beautiful it didn't mean they were characterless and opened their legs just for anyone. Her expression showed she doubted me but I ignored her and waited for her to finish going through. With each page, she turned her expression into a bitter one. How could one be so bitter, was the lady depressed or frustrated

"Come with me...the boss is waiting" after she was done, the lady said as she turned to the door before handing me the form back. I scoffed in my heart at her rudeness but I was half finally I was going to see the man who wanted a surrogate.

I had to say before I was happy and excited but as we walked to the elevator, my heart picked up a beat, we entered the elevator and the doors closed. The lady stood in front of me and pressed a button to the fourth floor. I remained quiet as I yawned to rid myself of some tension residing in my chest and before we knew it, the elevator came to a halt and I gasped a little realizing I was lost in my thoughts. The lady glanced back at me with a disdainful look and the cat walked out and I followed her

"Here...go in," she said coldly and just like that she left me standing outside a silver-painted door. I didn't know what to do as I exhaled and inhaled to keep calm. I looked at myself just to check if the dress I was wearing was presentable and extended my hand to knock

*knock knock*

I knocked lightly and I heard someone say come in, the voice was deep and a little masculine however I ignored that and pushed the door open