Chapter 69: Grieving (Part 1)

Summer’s Point of View

When I woke up the next morning, I found myself alone in bed. Steven was no longer lying beside me. I tried to wait for him last night, but the constant stream of tears made me fall asleep. As I opened my eyes, a sharp pain shot through my swollen eyelids. The room was pitch-black, and the silence was so overwhelming that it felt like it was suffocating me. I could feel the heaviness of the curtains that blocked out the sunlight and kept the room in darkness. The stillness of the air made it feel like time had stopped. I wanted to go back to sleep, but the smell of stale air mixed with the faint scent of Steven’s aftershave made me long for his presence.

As I gazed into the abyss for what felt like an eternity, the door creaked open. My head spun around, and my eyes fell upon Nana, who was beaming at me while holding a tray of steaming hot food. She carefully placed it beside the table and set up the bed table right in front of me. As she finished, she pulled b