Amelia drove by herself to her doctor’s appointment. Alex was going to meet her there. He had insisted he wanted to be present for everything. They hadn’t slept together since the blow-up with Isabel, but Amelia had needed some space anyway.

Isabel was probably off licking her wounds since her father had been angry with her. Amelia had tried to calm Alex, but he’d seen it as an invasion of Amelia’s privacy. It was in her mind, but she was glad that any ghosts from her past had ...