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.

not have the savvy of a manager, but they knew enough

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

persisted, clearly aiming

bluff, "You're not security, you're a journalist. Keep this up, and

outside beat a hasty retreat, already plotting his

golden opportunity to score a scoop on

to be found. "How could a journalist even get up

lived in Bella's

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

a response,

had their own network, often sharing the less glamorous sides of

Summer

She's not

mom this,

thought Ms. Taylor was too good. How could her daughter lag so far behind? Turns out, she

give birth to

calm, Gwen

you ignoring me now?" Summer's

dripping with regret for

choosing Bella's assistant instead.

can't do anything