Steven’s Point of ViewI fulfilled my commitment to Stefani and Summer by escorting Stefani to school and overseeing the construction of Summer’s shop. Nevertheless, Summer continued to keep her distance from me. Although it had only been three days since they returned home, she appeared to be even more distant than before.I leaned back in my chair and rubbed my eyes, pondering the events that had transpired. Suddenly, the door burst open, causing me to jump. Brandon rushed in, looking both excited and nervous. Just as I was about to scold him for his sudden entrance, my gaze was drawn to the envelope he was clutching tightly in his hand. My heart began to race with anticipation.“Sir! Good news!” Brandon started. “The hospital assured me they would process the DNA promptly, and to my surprise, everything went smoothly. Consequently, I went to collect the results today.”I rose from my seat and accepted the envelope from him. In an instant, my hands trembled, and I felt a lump in my
Summer’s Point of ViewAs the curry bubbled on the stove, I checked the time - it was already 4 pm and I was in the midst of preparing dinner. However, I couldn’t help but worry about Steven and Stefani who had yet to return. Despite my numerous attempts to reach them, neither of them nor even Brandon had responded. As a mother and wife, my instincts told me that something terrible might have happened to them.I was just about to switch on the TV to catch up on the news when my phone rang. I quickly fished it out of my pocket, hoping it would be Steven calling, but to my dismay, it was Harvey on the other end. I let out a deep sigh before I heard him chuckle.“What’s with the long sigh?” he inquired.“I thought it was Steven. Why did you call?”“Steven?” His voice sounded as if he was taken aback. “Didn’t you go on a trip with him?”“Trip?” My brows furrowed as I responded, “He did mention it, but he said he would travel with me and Stefani. Why?”“Oh… it’s weird. My secretary intends
Steven’s Point of ViewAs I gazed upon the sorrowful sight, her tears flowed like a torrential downpour, each droplet a painful reminder of her anguish. In that moment, it felt as though a piercing arrow had found its mark, lodging itself deep within the chambers of my heart, leaving me gasping for breath. The depths of her sorrow were etched upon her delicate features, like a haunting melody that lingered in the air. No longer could she conceal the misery that coursed through her veins, for it had become an indelible part of her existence. And my heart ached as I witnessed her in this state of vulnerability, like a fragile butterfly struggling to emerge from its cocoon. As if guided by an ancient force, my limbs moved with a primal urgency, encircling her delicate form.I should have done this a long time ago. It pained me to think of how much I regret not embracing her in my arms, holding her tightly, and never letting her slip away from my grasp all those years ago. It should have
Summer’s Point of ViewAs the first rays of the morning sun gently caressed my face, I gradually awakened, allowing my eyes to flutter open like delicate petals unfurling to greet the day. With a languid ascent, I emerge from the cocoon of slumber, my senses awakening to the world around me. As my gaze traverses the expanse of the room, a tapestry of nervousness weaves itself within my mind. Alas, no soul graces this sacred space, leaving me to wander amidst the echoes of silence. Nonetheless, I saw three big luggage sitting right in the corner of the room.As the weight of last night’s events settled upon my consciousness, I jolted back to the realm of reality. With a surge of adrenaline coursing through my veins, I propelled myself towards the door, my heart pounding like a wild drum in my chest. In my haste, I neglected to slip on any footwear, my bare feet making swift contact with the cold, unforgiving floor.As my hand was about to grip the door handle, it unexpectedly swung ope
Summer’s Point of ViewMy heart thumped loudly in my chest, drowning out the sounds around me. The world seemed to pause for a moment as I realized Stefani would soon discover that I had kept her hidden from her father for so long. The thought of her being introduced to everyone made my stomach churn with a mix of fear and anxiety.I couldn’t take the risk. The memory of the cruel taunts and jabs still stung like an open wound. I could already hear the jeers and snickers that would surround her if Steven introduced her to everyone. The smell of fear filled my nostrils as I imagined the anxiety that would grip her in that hostile environment. The thought of the potential consequences made my heart dropped. No, it was better to protect her from that kind of cruelty and spare her the pain.“I cannot permit you to do that,” I said sharply as I rose to my feet. “Steven, I understand you want to fulfill your role as her father, but I cannot allow you to act so recklessly.”“Summer, it will
Steven’s Point of ViewAfter that night, Summer’s anger towards me had subsided, but she still made it clear that she despised me. She would often confront me face to face, her eyes filled with rage as she spoke. Though her words stung, I couldn’t help but relish in the attention she was giving me, like a child seeking validation.“Steven, I already asked you to get the water. I’m repeating myself here. Do I need to remind you every day so you get into the habit of doing this?” she yelled, exasperated.“I apologize, madame,” I taunted. “Rest assured, I’ll remember it next time.”I stole a quick glance at her, only to be met with a piercing glare and a roll of her eyes. Her sudden shift of focus to Stefani changed her expression to a softer one. I could see her smile as she placed a generous portion of food on Stefani’s plate. The sound of her spoon clanging against the porcelain echoed in the room as I patiently waited for her to serve me as well. However, she seemed to have completel
Steven’s Point of View“Grandpa can’t be serious, can he?” Summer’s expression was filled with disbelief. “I mean, there’s no way he’s actually going to transfer all his assets to me just because I can’t make it to the anniversary celebration, right?”I stared at her in shock, my eyes fixed on her face. “I’m not sure, Summer. Grandpa was a man of few words, but when he said something, he always followed through.”“T-then, what are we going to do?” she asked, her voice trembling with fear. Despite my grandpa’s threat, she didn’t back down. “I can’t go to the party. I know what could happen.”We exchanged hesitant looks, uncertain of what to do next. I was torn between not wanting to be pushy and my desire to have her and Stefani join me in reintroducing ourselves to the world. People knew of her, but were oblivious to the fact that she had already made a comeback. As my eyes fixated on her face, I couldn’t help but notice the fear etched across her features. In that moment, I felt a s
Summer’s Point of View Following the confrontation, Steven and I avoided each other for the entire day, despite being under the same roof. I confined myself to my room and only opened the door when Stefani arrived. Since I knew of her fondness for Steven, I didn’t make a big deal out of it when she left to see him after changing her uniform. Time flew by and before I knew it, evening had arrived, and I realized I needed to get ready. “I’m so excited, mom!” Stefani claimed. As I carefully placed the Sequin Puff sleeves white dress on her, my hand lingered in the air for a moment. The dress shimmered in the soft light of the room, reflecting its sequins with every movement. Memories flooded my mind as I recalled her excitement when she first mentioned Steven’s wife would be attending this event. “Sweetie, what did you mean when you said you know Steven’s wife? Did he tell you who she is?” “Yes!” I felt a lump form in my throat as I gulped down the nervousness that had taken hold of