Lost Me Gained Regret

Summer just couldn't shake off the urge to head back to Vista Town to catch up with Bella.

But paparazzi, they're like bloodhounds sniffing out fresh news.

There was no guarantee she could sneak out of the hotel unnoticed.

For now, she was stuck waiting.

"I'm starving. Run out and grab me something to eat, will you?" she snapped.

Gwen swallowed her pride and nodded, though her hand barely touched the doorknob when a sudden knock made her jump.

Summer was spooked too, quickly ducking out of sight, signaling Gwen to check who it was.

Peering through the peephole, Gwen saw a man in a security uniform, but she didn't make a sound, letting him knock.

"What's with the silence?" Summer hissed, impatient.

Gwen barely had time to hush her.

The man outside ceased knocking, raising his voice instead, "Hello, hotel security here. We've had complaints about noise from this floor. Could you please open the door?"

It was a sensitive moment.

a manager, but they knew enough to be

the person downstairs for us. We admit it was our fault, and it won't happen again,"

persisted, clearly aiming to get the door

security, you're a journalist. Keep this up, and I'm calling the

beat a hasty retreat, already plotting

score a scoop on Bella's daughter, a story potentially worth its weight in

in relief, yet Summer's gratitude was nowhere to be found. "How could a journalist even get up here? Can't you handle anything

lived in

resources, public relations, and more. But with Bella unreachable, what could an assistant do besides preventing

could muster a

the less glamorous sides

waiting on Summer

saw. She's not even Bella's real

that talk about 'my mom this,

always thought Ms. Taylor was too good. How could her daughter

swan doesn't give birth to

shock to calm,

now?" Summer's voice cut

with

choosing Bella's assistant instead.

do anything