Amelie’s POV

The door buzzer went off.

“I wonder who that is?” I questioned.

Nathan started towards the door. “It’s probably the nail technician. I gave a list of the people to send straight up today.”

He answered the door and ushered in two women dressed in hospital-type scrubs. I walked towards them.

“You must be Amelie,” one lady said. “So nice to meet you. I’m Heather, and this is my assistant, Julia.”

“Nice to meet you, Heather and Julia,” I said, reaching out ...