Summer’s Point of View
He remained in the same spot for one minute before he abruptly slammed the car door and marched towards me.
I held my ground, staying in my spot and never letting my fear take away the bravery my eyes expressed.
“You claim you forgot your memories, but it implies the opposite,” he coldly spat. “You have not changed in any way—still the same person you have always been. Exactly the same individual who has threatened others close to her in the past to achieve what she wants. With your past memories or not, you’re still the same… The Summer Ramey that is so brutal, cruel, and merciless.”
With each word he uttered, he had such a cutting edge to his voice that I felt my throat closing and I couldn't bring myself to speak up in response.
I couldn't bear to look at him
