Nathan’s POV

We picked up Zander from Grandfather’s in the late afternoon. He could kind of tell something was wrong with Amelie, but Amelie wasn’t ready to share the details with him. I wasn’t going to say anything because I didn’t want to break her trust. Plus, it wasn’t my story to tell.

Grandfather cornered me in the kitchen. “Nathan, what’s wrong with Amelie? She looked so happy last night.”

“She remembered what happened with Madison on the stairs,” I advised. ...