The Summer I Turned Pretty Book Summary Novels & Stories

Summer The moment I saw the men, I froze. My eyes locked with theirs, and fear wrapped itself around my heart so tightly that I could barely breathe. There was something terrifying about the way they looked. Their faces held no trace of kindness or humanity. They looked like predators that had finally cornered their prey, and I was that prey.

My little sister sure was impatient. I picked up the glass of milk. "Sure. Go get your books, and we'll study together." The moment she saw me lift the glass to drink, delight spread across her face. "Okay!" she replied before happily skipping back to her room to get her books. The instant she turned and walked out, I quickly switched the positions of the two glasses. The one in my hand was now the milk Suzy had prepared for herself. By the time she returned, I had just finished drinking it.

Even knowing there was another woman in his life, I finally agreed to his proposal. I thought that if there was anything serious between him and his adopted sister, he wouldn't be with me. But everything changed after his adopted sister returned from studying abroad. Seeing my silence, Dante softened his tone. "Rest up, okay? Everything I promised you won't change." But when I returned to the estate… Pushing open the living room door, I found Dante and Sofia standing in our room. Around Sofia's fair neck hung a massive blue diamond. It was the "Eye of Medusa," a Moretti family heirloom passed down for three generations, the only thing my mother left me before she died.

On the high-speed train home, the scenery outside passed by in fragments, but I could not focus on any of it. Shanine slept soundly on my shoulder. She had drunk too much the night before and had been rushed onto the train early this morning, leaving her half-dazed. Her hair brushed my neck, carrying the familiar scent of her shampoo. Yet, my heart felt strangely quiet. Almost empty. That happiness had arrived too fiercely, and it had disappeared just as quickly. Phoebe sat across from us, wearing headphones and scrolling through her phone. Occasionally, she looked up, our eyes meeting briefly before she quickly looked away again, as if nothing had ever happened.

Now, I was no longer that ugly duckling. I walked to the full-length mirror on the wall and stared back at the lady looking at me. She had no trace of fat, no glasses on, and obviously wasn't one who could easily be bullied again. I ran a pale hand through my straightened hair. Ashton might be playing a game, trying to wriggle his way into my life, but I was no longer that girl from seven years ago. That girl was buried long ago. This was Kara Reed, not Sophia Johnson anymore.

"Finn, I need you to have someone help me with something." … In Summit Academy's kindergarten division, Merida handed Beau the paper bag in class 1B. "Beau, here you go." Beau quickly took the bag and opened it. His eyes immediately reddened. "Why did you choose this particular shirt for me?"

Only then did the thoughts come. Maybe I’m pathetic. Maybe bravery is ugly. But every time I think of Summer, I’d rather be ugly for her than spectacular for anyone else. I wanted to rebuild my life with her, even if it took forever. Because I want to be the reason she stays. Not because she has to. Because she chooses to. ☆☆SUMMER’S POV☆☆

Chapter 7 Summer's POV The whole world turned dark as soon as Amelia ran back to the castle, I knew there was nothing on this earth that I could do that'll stop her from showing whatever she had to Jackson, this was deeper than I thought. I hoped that Jackson wouldn't do something that we all would regret as time goes on.

It was Summer lying down on the floor with red liquid flowing on his neck! "Oh ... No!" Stella cried out with shock. There was a long message for this one. 'Mommy. Please help Summer. Come to rescue your baby, mommy. Next time, it will be Summer's dead body. The really dead body, mommy. Come back to Summer in two days. Otherwise, Summer will become a rotten wrecked dog. Come soon, mommy. Summer is missing you! Stella read the text over and over again. Her eyes were burning hot with anger. The picture of Summer lying in blood like!

With close eyes, I mumbled, “I’m going to sleep now, I really want to rest. Thank you for your help, Harvey.” “Don’t worry about it. Good morning and good night. Make sure to eat your breakfast.” I nodded my head slowly, my eyelids gradually becoming heavier and completely my sleepiness took over. Just before the darkness overcame me, I had the chance to hear the last conversation of the three. “Could you two be considerate for once? Summer said she wanted to rest, so you should go out.” “We’re leaving now, Mister Turner. Don’t worry,” Amby answered. But before they left, I heard her add, “Steven, can I talk to you about something?”