(Scarlett’s POV)
There’s a knock at the door.
I take a shaky breath and go to open it...
And find Jasper standing in my hallway, holding a small pharmacy bag and looking more uncertain than I've ever seen him.
"I brought children's ibuprofen," he says quietly. "In case the Tylenol doesn't bring her fever down fast enough. You can alternate them."
I step aside, letting him in. He moves carefully, like he's afraid of spooking me, his eyes immediately finding Lily on the couch.
(Jasper's POV)
The moment I see her, my heart breaks.
Lily lies curled on the couch, her small face flushed with red, dark hair damp with sweat. She looks so fragile, so tiny, and every protective instinct in my body roars to life at the sight of her in pain.
"Daddy?" The word is soft, confused, but it hits me
