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?”

repeated firmly, hauling me along with him. Jared was smoking near the door. We passed

do you think it’s right for me to keep

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

feel that whatever I do for her won’t

times that Jared had visited her at the villa. But what would I tell

was right. Summer would leave someday, eventually.

Crests get to acknowledge each other, but she continues to stay with us. They can come over every once in a while to see her. Would you be able to

and

stalled for a while before replying uncertainly, “Can that

took my hesitation for agreement. “Of course!”

Ashton and me enter, she came running and flew into his arms. At her age, she was already rather adept at turning on

Summer announced, putting on an air

contain his laughter, Ashton asked, “What

hiding it in the palm of her hand. It was all very obvious to

“Give me

sweet encased in a shiny wrapper

spite of myself. Children often derived

swept her up in his hands and carried her over to the sofa. Patiently, he asked, “Why did you suddenly want

to her aunt when they

ears pricked up at her last sentence and halted

made