Summer’s Point of ViewI collapsed to the ground, my entire body trembling uncontrollably. As I glanced upwards, I saw a tall, white man peering down at me. He had a distinctive scar on his left eyebrow, but there was no denying his elegance and the air of wealth that surrounded him. Despite wearing a gray jacket, black pants, and white rubber shoes, he wasn’t appearing to be just an ordinary passerby.With my demeanor still not calming, I slowly crawled back and nearly gasped as he squatted down to match our heights.And then he asked, “Are you okay?”I resisted the urge to reply, my attention now fixated on his countenance. The longer my gaze lingered, the stronger the sensation of familiarity washed over me, like a distant echo resurfacing.After a minute of gazing at him, he let out a sigh, followed by a chuckle. “Listen, Miss. I have no intention of hurting you, okay?”Silently, my lips remained sealed, my eyes fixed upon his face, searching for a familiar memory. Yet, despite my
Summer’s Point of ViewI let out a sigh. “Alright, but I advise against going to work just yet. Everything is currently under control, all thanks to Brandon.”“It appears that Brandon is handling things quite well.”“Yes, and he deserves a raise.”“Good point.” He smirked before wrapping his arm around my waist and sitting back on the bed. “Shall we head home now?”“I’m sorry, not yet,” I replied, gently pushing him. “We need to go see grandpa first. You know how concerned he is about you, especially after what happened. Luckily, he has his nurse by his side because when he found out you were shot, he had another heart attack.”He remained quiet, yet his grip on my waist remained firm as his mind began to wander. “What about Amby?” he finally asked.I shifted my gaze to the side, my eyes fixated on the dark sky adorned with shimmering stars. In a hushed tone, I quietly responded, “She’s currently behind bars.”What she did was truly terrible, but I knew that Steven still had some empa
Summer’s Point of View“Grandpa!”Stefani dashed towards Senior, embracing him tightly. Meanwhile, his gaze remained fixed on the man standing beside me. Then, in a sudden instant, his eyes welled up with tears, glistening with emotion.“Steven. Oh, my grandson... I thought I was going to lose you, too.”Steven approached him and knelt down in front of him. “Grandpa, I am sorry for the trouble I’ve caused. I should have been more careful in my calculations and anticipated that it would lead to such a disastrous outcome.”“No, that’s not important right now. What matters is that you’re awake again,” he said, turning his head towards me with a smile. “You’re fortunate to have a wife who stayed by your side.”I could sense a hint of sadness in his voice, but he made an effort to brighten his mood by flashing a cheerful smile.“Grandpa, is something bothering you?” I inquired.With a half smile, he shook his head and replied, “I was just thinking about how poorly I treated you, and I feel
Summer’s Point of View“Well, this is quite a unique situation. It is highly unlikely for this kind of case to occur among one hundred individuals. However, let me provide you with a brief explanation. Anterograde amnesia refers to a form of memory loss wherein the affected person is unable to create new memories. In the most severe instances, this condition results in a permanent inability to learn or retain any new information.”Sitting, I asked, “What do you mean by that?”“In cases of anterograde amnesia, individuals typically have difficulty recalling new information but can still remember events that occurred before the onset of amnesia. Considering you mentioned experiencing auditory hallucinations, it is likely that you will eventually begin to recall the images of these voices as well.”Steven and I locked eyes, and in that moment, I could sense a profound intensity in his gaze. It was as if he harbored a fear of something, but I took a deep breath, composing myself before I
Summer’s Point of ViewI shoved him onto the bed to get out of his lap. The next moment, I sat beside him and grabbed his pants. I scooped up and squeezed the ‘thing’ in the middle of his pants.“Fuck, wife! Stop!” he grumbled with closed eyes.“What?” I smirked, lowering my head, and unzipping his pants. “Not expecting I will do it?”He didn’t respond, and when I opened his pants, I almost gasped at how large he was down here. I took it in my hand and measured it with my palm.After moments of pondering how it would fit inside me, I slowly entered it in my mouth and licked the tip.“How is it?” I asked and licked it all around.I couldn’t tell if it was the first time I had done this to him or if it had happened before. As I continued to lick his manhood, he unexpectedly sat down and grabbed my butt.He carefully removed my trousers and underwear while pressing my head back to swallow his entire cock. I was losing energy while he did this, which heightened to the intensity when he be
Summer’s Point of ViewI was lying on the grass, gazing at the stars, when the man beside me spoke, saying, “If we ever catch a glimpse of the future, I want you to always be a part of it. You are my everything, Summer. Without you in it, I can’t fathom what life would be like.”“What if either of us were to die or I die?” I asked, while counting the stars.“Then, I’ll follow you. I’ll bind myself to your body and leap into the sea, ensuring our reunion in our next life. Isn’t that what love should be?”‘Is that what love should really be?’ I asked myself. ‘Isn’t love about wanting the happiness of the person you love even without you on their new journey anymore?’However, despite my desire to express it to him, I simply smiled and replied, “You’re right.”As soon as I turned my head towards him, I instinctively stood up and took a step back.“Who the hell are you?”The man before me was unrecognizable, his face covered in scars and blood, and he had a disturbingly creepy smile. He,
Summer’s Point of ViewI gazed into his eyes, and he met my gaze with no hesitation. It seemed like he had been eagerly waiting to broach this topic from the very beginning. However, I responded by shaking my head and offering a half-hearted smile.“There is no need for that, right? I mean… we are just starting again…”“It’s fine,” he responded as he leaned back into his seat, then added, “Take as much time as you need.”I glanced at him with a guilty expression, but he gently closed his eyes. Turning my attention to Stefani, I noticed she was completely absorbed in admiring the clouds.To be honest, I was afraid. There was a possibility that I might completely forget about them. If that were to happen, I didn’t want him to wait for me any longer. I wanted him to find someone new who could take care of him and Stefani.It was the most excruciating experience imaginable, but what other option did I have?The doctor had a straightforward conversation with me, explaining that there was a
Summer’s Point of View With a sudden surge of strength, I forcefully pushed him away, the sound of my hand connecting with his chest echoing in the air. My brows furrowed, and my eyes widened with confusion as I looked at him, the lines on my face etching deeper. It took a fleeting moment for me to process his actions, but as soon as I did, a swift chill ran down my spine, causing me to instinctively take a step back. Shooting him a piercing glare, my gaze filled with a mix of disbelief and anger, like a storm brewing in my eyes. “What on earth do you think you are doing?!” I roared, my heart was pounding vigorously in my chest this time. “And how in the world do you know my name? Are you some sort of stalker or something?” His eyes widened as he took a step forward, waving his hand. “No, no, no! Please, just listen. I’m here to talk to you about something—” “Then you can approach me in any public space, instead of forcefully bringing me here like a kidnapper.” “Calm down, okay?”
The house was aglow with festive cheer. Warm lights twinkled on the Christmas tree, and the scent of cinnamon, pine, and freshly baked cookies filled the air. Stefani stood in the kitchen, putting the final touches on a tray of cupcakes. The sound of laughter and chatter echoed through the living room, where both sides of the family—hers and Jacob’s—had gathered for the holidays.This was exactly how she had always imagined it—a full house, filled with the people she loved most. The twins, Elara and Ethan, were playing with their new toys, their excitement bubbling over as they showed their grandparents everything Santa had brought. Stefani glanced over at them and smiled softly, feeling a warmth in her chest that had nothing to do with the fire crackling in the fireplace.It was Christmas, and in just a few days, it would be New Year’s Eve. A fresh start. Stefani couldn't help but reflect on how much had changed since the last holiday season. The ups and downs, the struggles, the tri
The warm sunlight streamed through the curtains as Stefani stretched, listening to the excited giggles from down the hall. Today was a special day, one she had been anticipating for weeks—Ethan and Elara's fifth birthday. Five years. Stefani could hardly believe how quickly time had flown. It felt like just yesterday she was cradling two tiny newborns in her arms, overwhelmed with love and exhaustion. Now, they were running around the house, full of energy and life, growing faster than she ever thought possible.The house buzzed with activity as Stefani got ready. Balloons lined the walls, colorful streamers were draped across the ceiling, and the smell of freshly baked cake filled the air. Today wasn’t just about celebrating the twins; it was also about celebrating how far their family had come—through sleepless nights, laughter-filled days, and moments that had tested them but ultimately brought them closer.“Mommy!” Elara’s voice echoed down the hallway, followed by the sound of li
Stefani’s heart fluttered with excitement as she paced the living room, her phone clutched tightly in her hand. She glanced at the clock for the hundredth time, mentally calculating the minutes left before Jacob was supposed to arrive. The house had been transformed into a celebration space, a labor of love that had taken weeks of planning and countless late nights spent coordinating with friends and family. The air was thick with anticipation, and the only thing left to do was wait for the guest of honor to walk through the door.Jacob had reached a major milestone in his career—winning a prestigious award for excellence in business management, something that had been his goal for years. It was a recognition of his hard work, long hours, and dedication, but more than that, it was a symbol of how far he had come. Stefani had watched him pour his heart and soul into his work, even though he once lost sight of their family.So, when she heard about the award, Stefani knew she had to cel
The sun was just starting to rise, casting a golden glow over the city, but Stefani had been up for hours. Her heart raced with a mixture of excitement and nerves as she stood in front of the mirror, brushing her hair and making final adjustments to her outfit. Today was the day. After years of dreaming, planning, and putting it off for her family, she was about to open her very own bakery.Stefani had always loved baking. It was more than a hobby for her; it was a passion, a way to express her creativity and share joy with others. From the time she was little, she would spend hours in the kitchen, covered in flour and experimenting with different flavors. But as life moved forward—marriage, children, and all the responsibilities that came with them—her dream of opening her own bakery had taken a back seat.Until now.Jacob had been her biggest supporter, urging her to follow her heart and make this dream a reality. He’d helped her find the perfect location for the bakery—a charming l
The school auditorium buzzed with excitement, filled with the soft murmur of parents, teachers, and children waiting for the talent show to begin. Stefani sat beside Jacob in the front row, her heart racing with a mix of pride and anticipation. She held Jacob’s hand tightly, glancing at the small stage where, in just a few moments, Ethan and Elara would perform in their first-ever talent show.The twins, now five years old, had been practicing for weeks. Every day after school, Stefani and Jacob would find them in the living room, dancing, singing, and occasionally arguing over who got to lead. It had been a rollercoaster of giggles, minor frustrations, and endless rehearsals. Now, the big day had finally arrived.Stefani shifted in her seat, excitement bubbling in her chest as she watched the children backstage. "I can't believe our babies are up there," she whispered to Jacob, her voice filled with awe. "It feels like just yesterday they were learning to walk."Jacob smiled, squeezi
The gentle breeze rolled off the sea, carrying with it the salty freshness of the ocean. The sun hung low on the horizon, casting a golden glow over the pristine sands of the island they had just arrived on. It felt surreal to Stefani—the beauty of the place, the laughter of her children echoing in the air as Ethan and Elara chased each other down the shore. This island was nothing like anywhere they had been before, and for the first time in a long while, Stefani felt the worries of everyday life slip away.Jacob stood beside her, his eyes locked on the twins with a soft smile tugging at his lips. “It’s beautiful here, isn’t it?” he asked, his voice warm.Stefani nodded, her fingers lacing through his as she leaned into him. “It’s perfect,” she whispered. “I can’t believe we’re actually here. No work, no stress—just us.”He glanced down at her, something unreadable in his expression. “That’s exactly what I wanted, Stef. Just us. We’ve been through a lot, and I thought we could use so
It was a Wednesday afternoon when Stefani sat by the window, staring out at the garden while Elara and Ethan played outside. Their laughter echoed through the yard, but Stefani couldn’t find it in herself to join in. Her mind was miles away, consumed by the growing distance between her and Jacob.Days had turned into weeks since their last conversation about his workaholic tendencies, and though Jacob had apologized and promised to do better, nothing had changed. He was still coming home late, still missing family dinners, and still buried in projects that seemed more important than their family.The door opened, and Jacob walked in, looking as exhausted as ever. His tie hung loosely around his neck, and his shirt was wrinkled from a long day at the office. He glanced at Stefani, his eyes filled with that same apologetic look she had grown used to."Hey," he greeted her, dropping his briefcase by the door. "Sorry I'm late again. The meeting ran longer than expected."Stefani sighed, h
Stefani sat at the dinner table, her eyes tracing the empty seat across from her. The warm glow from the chandelier above felt dim compared to the brightness that used to fill their family meals. It wasn’t the first night Jacob had missed dinner, but it felt like the hundredth. His absence weighed heavily on her heart, an unspoken distance growing between them.Elara and Ethan, now five, chatted animatedly as they poked at their food, their little voices filling the silence Jacob had left behind. Stefani tried to focus on their laughter, their joy, but her mind kept drifting back to the clock on the wall, ticking louder and louder with every passing second. Each tick felt like a reminder that Jacob was missing yet another evening with his family.“Mommy, when is Daddy coming home?” Ethan’s soft voice cut through her thoughts. His big brown eyes were filled with innocent hope, the kind that still believed his father would walk through the door at any moment.Stefani’s heart clenched. S
Stefani sat by the window in their bedroom, watching the sunset as the soft orange hues danced across the horizon. The house was unusually quiet, save for the distant laughter of their children playing in the living room with their grandparents. She sighed, clutching her phone as her thumb hovered over Jacob’s contact.It had only been a few hours since she last saw him. He had left early in the morning for a meeting, and now the day was fading into night, with no sign of him returning. She knew Jacob loved her deeply, and she had no reason to doubt his loyalty. But still, the whisper of insecurities crawled into her mind ever since Olivia started working in his office.Despite Jacob’s reassurances and the fact that Olivia no longer bothered him, Stefani couldn't help but feel unsettled. She had always been confident in their relationship, but lately, small things seemed to gnaw at her sense of security. The little voice in her head was louder than usual.What if Olivia is still aroun