When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

“Are you saying that you’ve never tried to find out what happened to Macy back then?” I asked. My heart ached for Macy. If Jared really cared about her, why didn’t he even try?

The obvious answer was that he didn’t care. Otherwise, Jared wouldn’t have given up just like that. Not only had he never tried to look for Macy, he never even asked after her.

It made me even more fearful of handing Summer over to Jared.

He remained silent, biting his lip.

I’d calmed down. Looking at Jared’s troubled face, I vowed, “No matter what the Crests have planned for Summer, I will never give her up to you.”

I then stalked the rest of the way back to the table.

Ashton had been engaged in casual chit-chat with Joe. When he said me, he reached out in concern and asked, “What took you so long?”

“It’s nothing. Have you finished eating already?” We’d all gathered here today under the pretext of having dinner, but nobody had taken more than a few bites.

Ashton continued looking at me. “You’re not hungry?”

I shook my head vigorously. “Nope.”

Upon hearing this, Ashton pushed back his chair and stood up. Politely, he said to Joe, “It’s getting late. We’ll get going then.”

Obvious displeasure was written all over Joe’s face. He demanded, “Didn’t we agree to this get-together? Are you leaving before we’ve even gotten to say anything?”

along with him. Jared was smoking

we got into the car. “Ashton, do you think it’s right for me to keep Summer

the car. In a mellow voice, he asked, “Did Jared say anything

just feel that whatever I do for her won’t be good enough,

everything, all those times that Jared had visited her at the villa. But what would I tell an innocent child of four, five years old? What could she do with that

was right. Summer would leave someday, eventually. But not

Summer and the Crests get to acknowledge each other, but she continues to stay

bigger family and more love showered upon

a while before

hesitation for agreement. “Of course!” he agreed

already at the villa when we got back. When she saw Ashton and me enter, she came

Fuller, I have something for you!” Summer announced, putting on

laughter,

the palm of her

“Give me your

sweet encased in a shiny wrapper dropped

laughed in spite of myself. Children often derived joy from the

hands and carried her over to the sofa.

“This isn’t any old sweet! My friend Dottie from school said that her uncle gave it to her aunt when they got married. It’s

towards the kitchen. My ears pricked up at her last sentence and halted immediately, turning to look at the two of

happiness made a