Chapitre 97: A Tear Stained Letter

...Austin POV...

The world has gone dead still on its axis. Standing behind me is not the woman that I thought was. My worst fear has definitely come true. Not just a few moments, I had Summer in my arms; now I have this…woman…having her arms around me.

"What the fuck, Sammy! What do you think you are doing?"

Yet, she remains standing there, not moving the slight bit or say a word. I can safely say that if Summer walked in on that, she would be most definitely be killing me. But I really thought it was Summer; why would I for one moment think that this bitch will do something like this.

"Sammy, I want you out of my fucking house."

Then she tries to pull me closer to her again. It feels like the room has gone ice cold and that the roof is about to cave in. But yet, I don't think she is done.

"Austin, you know how much I care about you."

"Yes, we are friends; wait, we were friends."

"No, Austin, you don't understand."