(Scarlett's POV)
I’m happy. James and Blair are keeping the house.
I’ve been meaning to visit them, to give them my wishes at their new house. But business at the bakery has been booming. I could barely get a breather between breaks let alone get the time to think about anything else.
But today is my day off. Strapping Lily in her car seat, I decide to take a look at the old house before visiting James and Blair.
But the moment I turn onto Maple Street, something feels off.
There are moving trucks in the driveway. Boxes scattered across the front lawn. Strangers carry furniture I recognize - the antique dining table where I did homework, the blue armchair where Blair used to read me bedtime stories.
My heart stops.
"Mama, why are those people in Grandma's house?" Lily asks from the
