Ashley’s smile vanished.
For a moment, she stared at the paper as though she couldn’t believe what she was reading. Then she hurriedly tried to crumple it and conceal it among the flowers on the table.
Unfortunately for her, Daniel noticed.
“Ash? What’s that?”
“Nothing,” she replied quickly.
“Then why are you hiding it?”
Before Ashley could invent an explanation, I answered.
“It’s the invoice for your wedding cake, Daniel. Grandma paid for all the ingredients and spent three days making it. Ashley promised to reimburse her, but this morning she refused, so I paid Grandma myself.”
Daniel looked genuinely confused.
“What? Ashley told me Grandma was making the cake as a gift.”
Ashley’s face flushed with anger.
“Why would you put something like that in our wedding present?” she demanded.
“Because I wanted to give you a chance to make things right,” I replied. “Instead, you immediately tried to hide the truth from your husband.”
