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?”

me along with him. Jared was smoking near the

we got into the car. “Ashton, do

voice, he asked,

my head. “I just feel that whatever I do for her won’t

if I should tell Summer everything, all those times that Jared had visited her at the villa. But what would I tell an

everyone else was right. Summer would leave someday, eventually. But

with his. His gentle gaze soothed me. “How about this? Let Summer and the Crests get to acknowledge each other, but she continues to

bigger family and more love showered upon her. She had nothing to

for a while before replying uncertainly, “Can that be

agreement. “Of course!” he

was already at the villa when we got back. When she saw Ashton and me enter, she came running and flew into his arms. At her

Fuller, I have something for you!” Summer

contain his laughter,

from her pocket, hiding it in the palm of her hand. It was all very obvious to us, but

instructed, “Give me your

encased in a shiny wrapper

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

carried her over to the sofa. Patiently, he asked, “Why did

while, then proclaimed, “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 a lucky sweet! If you eat it, you can marry Mommy. Then I’ll have a Daddy as

been heading towards the kitchen. My ears pricked up at her last sentence and halted

made