STORME
AT SAB Condominium. . .
It’s the weekend a couple of weeks before our birthdays. I have been pretty occupied with my thesis as a graduating student.
Summer has been busy doing her school projects. Although we are busy as a bee with our schoolwork’s. Summer and I would not want to stay apart while we complete our school requirements.
Her parents have been abroad all this time, and they had entrusted me to care for her. Going back and forth to our houses was not a clear plan to keep our relationship at peace without Celine bothering us.
So, we decided to stay here at the SABs on weekends and at her place in EAU on weekdays. It became my daily routine to leave early in the morning for school. On the other hand, Summer goes before her first class.
Since Summer’s father got he
