Summer’s Point of View
I looked on as Steven stepped into the room, his presence filling it with a strange electric energy. His face was livid, and I could feel the sting of regret on my tongue, like I had wronged Amby because of what he said.
“Steven, why are you staring at me like I’m the worst person you’ve ever met? Did my presence ever mean anything to you? Do you really think I can do something so horrible to Amby?"
I wanted to convey those words to him, but I refrain myself by biting my tongue. If he assumed I was intending to do those terrible things to his sweetheart, he would not use his mental capacity to think and would instantly kill me himself.
”Don’t worry, my good husband.” I started, emphasizing the word husband, and smile, but it didn’t reach my eyes. “I acted with th
