(Scarlett’s POV)
I wake up earlier than usual today, because of Lily.
She wants to take gingerbread cookies to Blair and James to thank them for looking after her last night.
How did I raise such a sensible girl? I help her decorate them, her small hands carefully placing each candy eye and gumdrop button. She is so proud of how they turn out.
"Are we going to give them to Grandma and Grandpa now, Mama?" she asks as I buckle her in her car seat, bouncing with excitement.
"Yes, baby. We'll drop them off and return home."
But as I pull into the driveway, I catch sight of Jasper's car. That's unusual. Is he here because of what happened last night?
I frown, debating whether to go back. I don’t want to be a part of whatever discussion they’ll have.
His face lights up when he sees Lily,
