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
Steven’s Point of ViewI picked up her call and listened to her voice, but all I could hear was sobbing. It wasn’t a new experience for me, as she often did this when she was upset about something. I let out a sigh, knowing that she needed help. I had suggested therapy and a check-up for her, but she always insisted that she was fine and that I didn’t need to worry about her. However, her behavior had become increasingly concerning. She had started cutting her wrist and hurting herself, and I knew she needed professional help.“Steven, I need you…. Please,” she sobbed, her voice trembling as the sound of the bottle clinking echoed through the phone.I descended the stairs and grabbed my keys to head to her apartment, where she was residing. As I was about to leave through the door, I quickly looked over and spotted Summer standing there, her eyes reflecting a sense of sadness and detachment. Just as I was about to approach her, my phone beeped with an incoming message.Without taking
Summer’s Point of ViewI realized it was impossible for me to make him choose. His mind and heart belonged to him alone, and I had no right to demand anything from him. As Summer Ramey Carter, without him, I held no significance in society. These thoughts alone were enough to make me want to give up.As I looked down at the peaceful sleeping girl in the bed, my heart was filled with a sharp pang of emotion. I longed to discover the path that would enable me to control my feelings. It was difficult to accept that my behavior towards Stefani was unjust. However, I was uncertain about what I could do. Years of being with Steven taught me to guard my emotions and protect this girl who was unaware of how harsh the world could be.Slowly, she opened her eyes, sat up, and surveyed her surroundings. “Where are we?” she inquired.“In Steven’s room.”Her eyes grew wider, as if she couldn’t believe what she was seeing. She stood up in bed and scanned the room once more. “It’s really huge, just l
Summer’s Point of ViewAfter staring at her for a while, I let out a deep sigh. “I already told you, Steven’s got a lot on his plate and we can’t always bother on him.”“But he didn’t come home last night, and he also didn’t pick me up. Does Mister… hate me?”My eyes widened in response to her words and I found myself swallowing hard, feeling a sudden rush of panic. “N-No. Why would you even think that?”“Someone in my class told me I don’t have a father because he hates me,” she said, raising her head and steadying her resolute gaze. “Is it true? Is he not coming back because he doesn’t want me?”As I knelt before her, tears streamed down my face and I tightly embraced her. “That’s not true,” I muttered. “Your dad loves you. He loves you more than you know.”“Then, does Mister like me?”“Steven definitely likes you. It’s impossible not to appreciate a girl as kind and pretty as you. You are truly lovable, don’t forget that!” As I finished speaking, I gently pulled away from our embra
Summer’s Point of ViewI found myself rooted to the spot when she posed the question. Attempting to maintain my composure, I parted my lips to respond, but instead, they involuntarily closed. Her eyes met mine, filled with curiosity as she awaited my answer. Feeling the sweat accumulate in my palm and on my forehead, I tightened my grip, preparing to at least present her with the idea of my past, since I couldn’t bury it any longer.“Uhm... Stefani—”*ting*“Mister!”My heart leaped when the elevator opened, and Steven was standing in front of it. I was unsure if it was a positive thing that he rescued me from the dire circumstance of Stefani discovering the truth or if I should feel guilty for not being able to tell her the truth myself. As I glanced at Steven, I noticed his expression of shock as Stefani embraced his legs. If Brandon hadn’t been standing behind him, I would have let them enjoy their moment. Brandon cleared his throat and greeted me with a polite, “Good afternoon,
Summer’s Point of View“No, Steven! You can’t do this to me. I was with you when that bitch cheated on you!” she growled, as she tried to reach me.I winced as I felt a sharp pain in my cheek caused by her scratching it while pulling my hair.“If you don’t leave immediately, I’ll have no choice but to call the authorities to escort you out,” Steven said coldly. “You’re aware of my capabilities, Amby. Trust me, you don’t want me to handle this on my own.”“Why are you doing this, S-Steven?” she asked. She tried to approach us again, but Steven blocked her. Tears streamed down her face. “I was there for you when you were heartbroken. You even… slept with me, and I thought you loved me too.”“Shut up!” Steven ground his teeth and tightened his jaw. “You’d better keep quiet before—”“Was that also a lie? You fucking slept with me! You fucked me!”As soon as I heard Amby’s words, I instinctively placed my hands over Stefani’s to prevent her from hearing them. However, a heavy, burning sens
Summer’s Point of ViewSuddenly Celine appeared by Harvey’s side, her face contorted with anger. “Did Mr. Carter hurt you again? I told you it was a mistake living with him! If it weren’t for the fact that he’s Stefani’s father—”“Celine!” I let out a roar before fixing a cold gaze on her. “It’s too late. The incident has already occurred. Since all he needs is me, it’s best if Stefani stays here, especially after that woman caused such a commotion.”“Amby did what?” Harvey’s voice was irritated as he asked, “Did that woman do something to you again?”Without giving me a chance to respond, Celine exclaimed, “She did something to you again! Just look at your face! There’s a scar on it.”I let out a sigh. “Let’s not dwell on it. I’ll keep Stefani here and make sure she gets to school every morning.”“Mommy, are we not going back to Mister’s house?” Stefani asked while gently holding my cheeks and turning my face towards her. “I actually like it more there...”I gazed at her with an apol