Amelie’s POV

“Later tonight, I want you to read the letters,” I asked Nathan.

“Sure, baby,” he replied. “Did you find out what you wanted to find out?”

“It was very eye-opening,” I explained. “I could explain it, but it would be better for you to read them.”

“I will, kitten,” Nathan said, grabbing me around the waist. “Do you want to go in the hot tub? Louis, my physiotherapist, said it would be good for my muscles.”

“No can do, schmoopie,” I advised. “No ...