Stefan took Summer to the room next to his room. It used to be Tiger's room. A lot of his pictures and toys were still well-kept there.
"Go to sleep, boy. I'm going to see your mommy. She probably is asleep right now. I don't think she will care to wait for me. Your mommy doesn't love me, I know. Goodnight, my boy."
The sad voice said to the puppy. Watching him buried his face in the soft blanket and slowly closed his eyes then Stefan walked out of the room.
When reaching for the door, Stefan paused. He had a flash thought in his head. So, he turned back and went back downstairs. Around the marble terrace, his mother planted beautiful roses there. Both sides of the steps, there were the small designed gardens in semi-circles shapes. Various colors of roses blossoming so beautifully and elegantly.
Stefan smiled when looking at the queen of flowers. He had never given her any flowers before since she had moved in.