Knight buried his face in his hands as Summer left the room. He had never seen her as angry as she was that day to the extent of walking out on him.
He sighed and walked out of the room where he saw her curled up in one of the sofas. He wanted to approach her but thought it would be nice that he left because she would always call him back or even come herself.
“I am leaving." He said walking to the main door.
“You would never meet someone like me." Summer yelled after him.
“I hope so." He muttered and left the house.
“How dare she disrespect and walk out on me, She must have grown wings and I will do well to cut them off." He said to himself, walking to his car.
The night was chill, although his tuxedo suit served as a shield from its cold, he could still feel it. He heard cras
