Amelie’s POV

Carrington convinced me to go home. He is the sweetest man. I can see where Nathan gets it from. He said that until Nathan is out of his coma, he would take the late afternoon shift every day at the hospital with Nathan. That way, I could pick up Eliza from school, spend time with her, and have supper at home each day. Today, he even had his driver take me, so that we didn’t have to bug Marcus.

When I arrived home, Eliza was in the kitchen with Trudy, making cupcakes.

“MUMMMMMMMMY!” She shouted, climbed down off her step stool, and raced to hug me.

“Lizzybug, oh,...