SURROGATE FOR MY SISTER'S HUSBAND

Betty's POV.

I stared at my parents like they had grown two heads, not believing what they just said.

"That's impossible, is this some sort of joke?" I questioned and Mum just rolled her eyes, relaxing against the sofa while Dad placed a hand on her lap.

"No Joke, Betty. Your sister really needs this." Dad told me and my lips parted in shock.

"You are telling me, Jenna is okay with me screwing her man?" I widened my eyes at them and Dad nodded slowly.

"Yes, she is that desperate. Rather than her husband cheating to get an heir, she prefers it to be you instead." Mum explained but I shook my head sideways.

It still didn't make sense to me.

"Darius wouldn't do that to her, he is not that kind of man." I folded my arms across my chest, and Mum raised her eyebrows at me.

"And how are you so certain of that?" Mum scoffed.

'Because he is my crush.' I wanted to reply but bit my tongue hard.

"Sister Jenna married a good man. They have just been wedded 2 years or so, they should have patience, th...." I tried saying when mum raised her hand, signalling me to stop.

"Darius's parents are already pressuring your sister, are you going to help her or not?" Mum half-yelled and I let out a sigh.

It's not been three years since their marriage, since I left home for a fresh start because I couldn't bear to see my sister with the man I have loved all my life.

Mum and Dad summoned me back urgently. Apparently, Jenna has fertility issues, and she didn't want to use a surrogate; she wanted her blood sister, rather, to have sex with her husband and bear a child in her stead.

Sure, the idea of that made my heart race, but at the same time, it wasn't right, and something seemed off.

"Betty, I know it's difficult but I really need this." Jenna rubbed my hair from behind and I froze.

'When did she get in?' I pondered, turning around to face the blonde-haired woman, smiling down at me.

It wasn't her usual bright smile, though; she had eye bags and wrinkles, as if she hadn't been able to sleep from too much worry, her blue eyes were turning red and puffy.

'Had she been crying? Why? Was Darius bothering her? But he wasn't that kind of man.' I thought, entwining our hands and leading her to come sit beside me.

"What's wrong? You don't look so good." I told her and she shuddered, like I had touched a sensitive subject.

"Darius's family gave me just a year more." Jenna began, biting her lower lip hard, and I felt my heart tighten in pain.

Why would they stress her like this?

"And Darius? What was his comment about this?" I asked, and Mum sighed, like I had asked a stupid question, but I needed to know.

Was the man I thought