(Author's POV)
"Jasper." She pushed past him into the room. "What on earth did you do to this child?"
"I told her no."
"She's five years old."
"Which is exactly why this needs to happen now." He kept his voice level. "If I don't set limits now, she'll be impossible in five years. In ten."
Victoria knelt beside Rosalind, pulling her into her arms, rubbing her back. Rosalind pressed her face against her grandmother's shoulder and sobbed louder.
"You're being too hard on her," Victoria said.
"I'm being consistent." He looked at his mother. "There's a difference."
Victoria opened her mouth to argue. Then she stopped. Because Jasper had lowered his voice, and what he said next was quiet enough that Rosalind, still crying, couldn't hear it clearly.
"I really do regret it."
He didn't fi
