Amelie’s POV

I lay on my bed, staring at the ceiling. It’s a nice ceiling, but I wish I were sleeping instead. After the bomb Nathan dropped, it’s not coming anytime soon. Married? He wants to get married. Oddly, I’m quite flattered, he asked me. That meant he trusted me. Trust is a good foundation for marriage, right? I said I would do anything for Zander to get his surgery. This is the best and fastest way. Could I live in a loveless marriage for 3 years? That’s the biggest question ...