Amelie’s POV

While Nathan was in the washroom, I quickly texted everyone that the plan was a go.

“Who were you texting?” Nathan asked, coming out of the washroom.

“Just texting Zander to let him know we are coming home,” I answered.

“Oh, ok,” Nathan replied.

Nurse Bethany came in with a wheelchair.

“What’s that for?” Nathan asked, almost seeming offended.

“Sorry, Dr. Michaels,” Bethany uttered. “Hospital policy.”

“Well, the hospital can stick it up…” Nathan began to say when I cut him off.

“Thank you, Bethany,” I said, smiling.

Bethany left the wheelchair.

“Nathan, it’s not her fault,” I informed him. I walked over to him and wrapped my...