(Jasper's POV)
I stand frozen on the driveway, staring at the closed door of Dorian's house. The image of Scarlett hurrying Lily inside burns in my mind like a brand. The way she looked at me—like I was a stranger. Worse than a stranger. Like I was a threat.
"Jasper?"
Virginia's voice cuts through my thoughts, but it sounds distant, muffled. I can't seem to focus on anything except that door.
The way Lily had smiled and waved at me before Scarlett yanked her away.
My daughter. My own daughter, and her mother won't even let her say hello to me.
"Jasper!" Virginia's voice is sharper now, demanding attention. "Why are you just standing there looking stunned?"
I blink, trying to shake off the fog in my head. "What?"
"I've been talking to you for five minutes." She crosses her arms, loo
