She tried calling for help, but unexpectedly, not a single member of the Winslow Family, not even the servants, or the gardeners from the garden, had been around the room recently.
She thought of reaching out to Watt, just like countless times before when she found herself in danger, the first person she thought of was Adrian.
But, her phone wasn't with her, how could she possibly contact him?
Summer Sutton was out of options, she could only leave her fate to luck, waiting to be discovered.
But it's already been three days, how much longer can she hold on?
How many people can endure three days without eating or drinking?
If no one comes, if she continues waiting like this, will she be able to see the sun tomorrow?
Summer's mind was muddled with thoughts and her vision began to blur, seeing double when she gazed at the room's furnishings.
In her hazy vision, she seemed to see her father.
Her father, in heaven, whom she always saw whenever she was on the brink of death.
