Novel & Cerita When Summer Ends Book

Addison: [Henley, why aren't you answering my calls? Addison: [Are you tired of me? How could you treat me like this?] Addison: [If you don't call me back, we're done!] And so, Henley caved. The moment the call connected, his voice softened to a "Babe, I'll come see you today, okay?" Joanna stood just a few steps away from the balcony, hearing every word with unsettling calm. Her heart felt nothing but numbness. After clearing out the house, Joanna took one last look around.

"Mama, I'm hungry." Sky touched the tip of her tiny nose. "Do you want to grow up quickly, or do you really need food?" "I'm hungry, Mama. Listen. My stomach is singing." Sky kissed her plumpy cheek. "Okay, I will buy some food. Do you want to come along with me or wait here?" Summer moved her drawing book to her lap. "I want to finish my special surprise for Aunt Emily. She will be happy to see that I managed to write a lot."

He stuck his head out the window, enjoying the view. Outside, the sun dipped below the horizon, painting the sky with hues of gold and orange. What a beautiful evening. “Woof, woof!” The end.

Tessa's POV: From the moment the door clicked shut, I knew things were going to spiral. For goodness' sake. Summer’s breath came out in hitches in the silence, too loud in the large room. I pressed my body tighter to the cold floor, every muscle locked and straining. The recorder blinked once, then vanished into shadow again—silent, but ever listening. “Hey,” Summer said again, her voice fraying at the end. “I just… I need to know. About that night.”

Naomi and Wayne stood at the center, each holding a child, looking every bit the picture of a perfect family of four. I stood silently in the crowd, watching that scene. Taking a bite of matcha cake, the sweetness on my tongue turned bitter. Without sparing them another glance, I walked out of the hotel. Sliding into the car Wayne had once given me with matching license plates, the cold voice of the system filled my head, and dizziness overtook me. "Host, your departure time has arrived. Countdown: three, two, one…" I closed my eyes. From that moment on, Arden Sharpe no longer existed in this world.

She winked at me and neatly folded the cake bag. “I’ll take it home. That way, you won’t have an allergic reaction.” Lauren and Sean glared at me, clearly displeased. I didn’t let it bother me. I glanced toward the university gate, then stood and stepped out of the shop, waving toward the campus with a smile. “Is class over? Come on, the bread I baked will be out of the oven soon.” In Lauren’s incredulous gaze, I held Kendra Rae’s hand and walked into the shop.

Sienna, the same woman who had relied on me for every tiny PR move, even moderating fan comments, was completely unprepared for this. She shattered her phone and locked herself in her room, refusing to see anyone. … Sebastian took me back to his private villa. I sat in the wheelchair, staring at the unfamiliar garden outside. My heart was empty. In one night, I seemed to have it all and lost it all in the same breath.

And that is a story that will last forever. END OF BOOK

Summer The brothers grabbed hold of me and started dragging me toward the front door. As they pulled me across the living room, my eyes drifted to the exact spot where I had fallen and broken my neck. I stared at it for a long moment before slowly shaking my head. So, it had all been for nothing. Everything I had gone through. Every ounce of pain. Every sacrifice. None of it had changed my fate. A bitter smile tugged at my lips. The Moon Goddess could be so cruel. She had given me a second chance only to throw me right back into the same nightmare. If this was how my story was always meant to end, then why save me in the first place?

Little by little, I learned how to truly love someone too. The year my first son was born, Suzanna died. I heard that a residential building near the military district caught fire, trapping more than forty children inside. Suzanna was the first person to rush in. She carried more than a dozen children out of the flames. The last time she went back inside, the fire intensified. She never came out. In a daze, I remembered something from many years earlier. Not long after our engagement, Suzanna had stood before her sister’s grave and spoken to me with complete seriousness.