How could she forget? Every day when she got off work, her dad would ride his electric bike to fetch her home, rain or shine. He had never failed. Even if he was soaked to the skin, he would make sure she stayed dry until she reached home.
How could she forget? After her divorce, it was her dad who unconditionally vowed to support her.
Although she was adopted, he gave everything he had to her. He shielded her from hunger, cold, and any wrongdoings. All he thought of was this daughter of his.
The memories were still so vivid, but what was lost was lost forever. He would no longer come back.
"Dad, I miss you. I really miss you. Wake up and look a t me. Just look at me once!"
Her voice had turned hoarse and dry, so much so that i t saddened anyone who heard it. But Solomon would never hear it.
He would never hear his favorite girl calling him dad anymore. He would never hear again.
Summer kneeled there for a long time. She did not know how long it had been, as she just wanted to
kneel there forever.
Her knees felt numb and had lost all sensation. The only thing she knew was that it was stiff and numb.
She stayed in the ward and refused to leave. Mark was standing outside the door, worried that sorrow would overwhelm her and she would break down, and that something worse might happen to her.
"Where is Summer, Mark?" Jazz came over.
Mark looked and pointed his chin at the ward door.
"She just had a miscarriage and her body is too weak. Maybe you should bring her back first, Mark.
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