"Summer, I'm really curious, tell me honestly, what do you really think of Maxim Sinclair?"
Summer Lowell shook her head again, "I don't know. I feel that his place in my heart is indeed different, but I don't know what that really means."
This basically lays it all bare.
Vivian Sullivan sighed softly, "If it weren't for what happened back then, you two could have had kids by now."
"Vivian, don't forget, we live in completely different worlds from them," Summer Lowell chuckled bitterly, recalling the warning she received from Justin Huxley, "Maxim Sinclair is the kind of person standing on the clouds, to him, I'm just a novelty he hasn't grown tired of yet."
Vivian Sullivan furrowed her brows with some concern, "Don't say that. Actually, I think he really cares about you. Maybe he is genuine."
"Do you remember our neighbor across the street when we were in Leonia?"
