Steven’s Point of ViewJust as I was about to shut the door, assuming that Stefani would no longer follow me, I was taken aback when she timidly poked her head into my room and asked, “Excuse me, can I come in?”I gazed at her for some time, pondering why this young girl held such a special place in my heart. Each time I laid eyes on her, it brought to mind the two angels I had lost. Despite knowing that she was the offspring of Summer and another man, I could not muster any anger. Instead, a deep yearning filled me, and all I desired was to hold her close in my embrace.I let out a sigh and put on a faint smile, trying not to scare her. “Please don’t stick your head out like that or I might accidentally close the door and hit you. It’s not safe.”She looked at me with her rosy cheeks and innocent eyes, reminiscent of the way her mother used to catch me whenever she was up to mischief. “May I enter now, Mister?” she reiterated.I widened the doorway to let her in. “Feel free to take a
Steven’s Point of View“What do you mean I looked like your dad?” I asked, lowering into a deeper squat. “Have you already seen your dad?”“That’s what Mom said.”“What did she say, exactly?” I urged, my heart brimming with confusion. “She said he’s tall and handsome, looking like a prince,” came the reply. “Just like how Mister looks!”I let out a sigh of disappointment. ‘So, that’s what she meant…’“Mister looks so princely and tall! And you’re also wealthy!” She clasped her hands over her cheeks and closed her eyes, swaying her body dreamily. “Just like how my mom described my dad’s appearance.”I shut myself off, experiencing the intense agony that pierced through my chest. But soon after, I reopened my eyes and flashed a smile at her. “Absolutely not. I don’t want to resemble your father!”Her pouted lips and furrowed brows presented her displeasure. “And why is that?”“Because I’m taller and better-looking! I bet your dad isn’t as good-looking as I am!”“No, my daddy is more han
Steven’s Point of View We had arrived at the school and Summer had already gotten out of the car before I could open the door for her. However, Stefani remained seated, even though her mom had already opened the door for her. As I walked towards the door and stood next to Summer to see what was going on, Stefani suddenly pouted. “Mommy and Mister should come with me until I reach my room,” she insisted, glancing at the other students walking with both of their parents. “They might tease me if they see that I only have my mom with me.” Summer appeared surprised by what was said and retorted, “But didn’t you claim to be a grown woman who can handle things on her own? Was that not true?” Stefani stood still and swayed her little feet as she spoke, “I never said that I don’t want a dad...” “Stefani!“ This time, Summer’s voice rose. “How many times do I have to tell you not to mention him whenever—” “Why?!” She suddenly burst into tears and yelled, “Why do you always tell me not to me
Summer’s Point of ViewThe rain was coming down heavily, and I was relieved that Steven had picked up Stefani before the downpour. However, it was already midnight, and he still hadn’t returned. Stefani and I were in the kitchen, and I was making her a snack since she mentioned being hungry. I decided to prepare a sandwich and juice for her.“Mommy, why is Mister coming home late? Can’t we have dinner together?” asked Stefani, seated on a chair in front of the table.“I told you to stop bothering Steven because he’s busy.”She rested her chin on the table and gazed at the door, remarking, “Mister seems really down.”I halted my hand as it was about to apply the spread to my sandwich. I gazed at it with a dumbfounded expression and asked in a subdued tone. “Why?”“Although he is working hard, his wife left him. Don’t you also feel sad when dad left us?”I was about to explain something to her, but I abruptly stopped when we heard the sound of the door opening. Stefani quickly interrupte
Summer’s Point of ViewOpen his heart to love again.Open his heart to love again...I had lost count of how many times I had replayed these words in my head. The weight and emptiness of the thought that he might eventually choose to marry Amby or someone else was all-consuming. Was I prepared to witness him falling in love with another woman and me finally releasing him without revealing that Stefani was his daughter?How could our love be so self-centered? The love we thought we shared was nothing but agony. Was it truly love or were we simply holding onto this sentiment because we were both hurting and alone?“Mommy, are you paying attention to me?”My deep thinking was interrupted by Stefani shaking my hand, causing me to jolt. I redirected my focus to her and noticed she was pouting.“I’m sorry, sweetie. What’s wrong?” I asked, while packing her spare clothes into her little backpack.“Nevermind! I’ll ask Mister instead!” She fled through the doorway, donning her little white and
Summer’s Point of ViewAfter I expressed my feelings, he simply left without a word. I tried to remain composed and pinched my fingers once again. As I gazed upward, I bit my lower lip to hold back the tears that were on the brink of falling.After I had calmed down, I turned around and was surprised to see Senior Carter going towards me. I stayed where I was and waited for him to reach me. He was alone, without his nurse. When he stopped in front of me, he greeted me with a smile.“Summer,” he called out, “I heard from Steven that you want to rebuild your shop after it was burned down in Sweden.”“Yes, Senior. With that option, I will be able to save for both Stefani and myself.”“Why? You can ask money to Steven—”“Steven and I are no longer with relationship,” I said and smiled. “You know that we’re only legally married, and if he ever proposed a divorce, I’d be willing to oblige.”“But what about Stefani?” he asked, glancing back at where Steven and Stefani were running. “You can’
Summer’s Point of ViewAfter Senior Carter had left to rest, I walked over to Steven, who was sitting on the sofa next to Stefani, watching... SpongeBob.In my wildest dreams, I never imagined seeing Steven in this light. He appeared less like a ruthless husband and businessman, and more like a loving father who cherished spending quality time with his children.Although I didn’t intend to spoil their moment, I inadvertently blocked their view by standing in front of the television. They both gave me a quizzical look, which perfectly exemplified the typical Carter father-daughter dynamic.“Excuse me, my King and dear Princess, but I hate to interrupt. However, I must inform you that you, my dear Princess, have an assignment to complete.” I crossed my arms and directed my gaze towards them. “Why didn’t you let me know about this earlier?”“It’s not homework,” Stefani insisted, holding onto Steven’s arm, who was sitting with his legs crossed and back straight. “I already submitted our p
Steven’s Point of ViewI couldn't believe I didn’t notice the striking resemblance between Stefani and me. I couldn’t possibly have been oblivious to it. Despite my intense scrutiny, Summer remained silent. I expected her to deny it, but she didn’t meet my eyes. I didn’t want to confront her about it because I knew it would only lead to an argument and possibly bring up unpleasant memories. Also, I couldn’t shake off the nagging feeling that the doctor had lied to me about my baby’s death since she didn’t provide any proof.Back then, I was incredibly hurt and gullible. I believed any word that was said to me was always true and real. While examining Stefani’s arm, I noticed a birthmark that looked similar to mine. Although I had a birthmark too, it was always covered up by my office clothes, so no one was aware of its existence.My heart began to race and my fingertips trembled, as if my mind had shut down. After contemplating for a while, I eventually picked up my phone and dialed B