Chapter 35

Summer’s POV

“Summer, not defending yourself leads me to believe that all your actions were done on purpose.” I could hear the strain in Steven's voice, his patience with me starting to wear thin.

"Whatever you say," I replied.

The sound of his frustrated sighs filled the air as I looked around the room, taking in the sterile smell of the hospital and the bright fluorescent lights overhead. And when I glanced down, he met my eyes. Our gazes locked onto each that it felt like the world around us had faded into the background, leaving only the two of us in this moment, ready to pounce on each other.

It sounded so romantic but it was not. Both of us had grown weary of dealing with each other’s frustrating behavior. I was fed up with having to repeat myself to him, only for him to never believe a word I said, and leave me with a bitterness of disappointment in my mouth.

The room was quiet except for the sound of our breathing and the o