It's Not Summer Without You (Summer, #2)

by Jenny Han

Susannah’s boy, sunshine and smiles. Her little angel.

I liked the way my father looked at me then, like I had taken after him, my father’s daughter.

When I used to picture forever, it was always with the same boy. In my dreams, my future was set. A sure thing. This wasn’t the way I pictured it. Me, in a white dress in the pouring rain, running for the car. Him, running ahead of me and opening the passenger door.