Amelie’s POV

Nathan and I said goodbye to Dante and Dutton, then took the elevator to the lobby.

“We need to stop at a cake shop on the way to the hospital,” I advised. “I promised Zander a chocolate cake for his birthday.”

Nathan smiled and grabbed my hand as we walked across the lobby. Marcus was waiting outside for us.

“Good morning, Ms. Amelie,” Marcus greeted me and opened the door to the limo.

“Good morning, Marcus,” I replied. I slid into the car, and Nathan followed ...