A Summer Without You Novels & Stories

***SINCLAIR'S POV*** I've been moody for the last six days without Summer at home and everyone knows it. I've tried to track down what happened at the hospital but Matteo said it seems like records on Summer were erased and the files burnt out. He searched on Summer Remmington and nothing came up. Nothing for real. A bloody human with no traces of existence. Whatever is going on with Summer isn't good and I need to find her. I am in my office at work and again, I don't think I can function well with everything I am facing and whatnot, so I close my computer.

When my studies came to an end, I joined Doctors Without Borders. Around that same time, Tony discovered that I had withdrawn from the election, while Elma stood on the brink of winning. In front of the family council, he played the recording of her conversation with Nico. In an instant, Elma fell from her pedestal. Stripped of her protection, she was banished from the family. To Nico, who once saw her as an asset, she became worthless. He cast her aside, leaving her to rot in the city slums. But none of that had anything to do with me anymore.

I greeted them as I sat down. “How are you son?” my father said “Fine dad” I replied. “Where are you off to today? Another date with Vincent?” my mother asked. “No, I and Serena are off to the beach, we want to spend some time together before the wedding and we are opening the gallery again soon so I am looking for inspirations on what to paint” I told them. “You know I can always be your muse, my face is perfect to be displayed in a gallery” my sister said

"The smart watch is going to break before the agreement period is even up." "Theo may think he got a new smart watch, but he just got himself a smart pager instead. Poor little thing." … Time passed after that, and soon, it was Theo's summer break. I was just discussing the company's development plans with Austin for the next five years when I suddenly caught sight of the comments once again becoming active. "Damn! I've been paying so much attention to the villains' daily life that I forget we're almost at a crucial point in the main plot!"

Tristan says excitedly, grabbing the remote from the table and cranking up the volume. ♪♪ Crashing, hit a wall. Right now, I need a miracle. ♪♪ Tristan sings along to the lyrics to the song, “Don't Let Me Down" as he bounces on his heels, moving in a flash to grab Jason's hands. He carefully pulls the Delta to his feet and, holding onto his hands, gently guides them one at a time, forcing his best friend to twist his hips and move his body to the rhythm of the beat. Jason smiles, moving his body, being careful not to pull on his stitches, which are thankfully scheduled to be removed tomorrow.

“He left these for you. Whether you read them or not is your choice.” After a long silence, my hands trembled slightly as I opened the envelope. I had expected pages of words, but the will contained only one request a few short lines. He had donated all of his blood to me. “Summer, you once said that if I ever betrayed you, you’d make sure I would never see you again. Now, it seems we truly will never meet again. Since you hate me so much, then you’d better live a long life.” Tears began to blur my vision.

"O-Of course. We're friends." Satisfied with my response, Bethany finally let go of my arm and followed me inside. I opened the door, but the office was pitch-black. "Dad, these are the friends I mentioned, the ones coming to work here for the summer," I said cautiously. Before I could introduce them, they pushed past me and crowded into the room. "Hello, Mr. Parker. We're here for the summer jobs. May I know what the pay is like? Is ten thousand dollars a month okay? Oh, and I'm not really into factory work. Can I get an office job instead?"

Her delicate fingers moved deftly as she typed something on her phone. Robin glanced over his shoulder at her since he was worried. However, he paused momentarily. A lot of people were aware that Summer did not like standing before all these cameras. To be precise, she feared standing in front of them. Unfortunately, there was no way for her to avoid them in this life due to her background and status. Robin had witnessed on countless occasions Summer trembling with her head hanging low in front of the cameras. However, when he looked at her now… Not only was Summer not trembling in fear, but she also seemed completely unbothered by the crazed crowd outside. She held her phone and typed swift

"I'm okay—really! Please don't be mad." "You're too kind, Emily. How would you even survive in this world without me here to protect you?" Lucas then turned to me, shaking his head in disappointment. "You don't need to clear anything up anymore. I no longer want you as my girlfriend. "Take some time to reflect on what you've done, and don't contact me. I'll let you know when I'm ready to see you again." In my previous life, whenever I upset Lucas, he would give me the silent treatment until he decided he wasn't mad anymore. Only then would I be allowed to see him again.

Mandy York, my girlfriend, was practically a migratory bird that always flew away during summer. Every year, during July and August, which were the hottest months of the year, she would fly off and disappear from the face of the earth. She said that it was because her company gave her a special project abroad that required absolute secrecy from her. She was also not to contact anyone during that period of time. Even when I got into a car accident last year and lay in the ICU for two months, she never called to ask about me. Plenty of times, I had comforted myself and endured the harsh summer alone. One day, I accidentally saw the social media account of a friend of mine living abro