How could Summer be in love with Nathan? She should be in love with him!

Harry remembered how they were together. Every time they kissed, he could feel her responses and actions telling him how much she loved him.

It was no longer the same. This time, Harry felt the resistance. Summer fought back and struggled, pushing him away!

Harry tightened his arms around Summer, hugging her and deepening the kiss. The kiss lasted until he felt a sharp pain in his mouth, and she pushed him away hard!

There was a taste of blood. Slap! Next, she slapped his cheek so hard that it stunned him.

Harry stared at her right hand which had swung at him with some confusion. Then, the sting on his cheek told him what happened.

Was she rejecting him? Why was she resisting him so much?

"Harry, don't ever touch me again. Your touch makes me nauseous," Summer warned.

"Summer, I'm just—" Harry wanted to say more, but he caught a glimpse of her right hand and the missing ring finger on her right hand.