(Scarlett’s POV)
The plane tickets scatter across the diner table like fallen leaves, each one a punch to my chest. Nashville to Phoenix. Nashville to Seattle. Nashville to Denver. Chicago, Portland, San Francisco.
All bearing the same name: Jasper Blake.
All dated within the past four years.
"What is this?" My voice comes out strangled, barely a whisper.
Blair's eyes fill with tears as she watches me flip through ticket after ticket. "He never stopped looking for you."
The dates blur together through my suddenly blurry vision. Christmas Day two years ago. My birthday last year. The anniversary of when I left. Every important date, every milestone I spent alone with Lily—he was out there somewhere, searching.
"I don't understand." I set the tickets down with shaking hands. "He signe
