Everyone had finally left to try and rest. March, Rose and Jude headed to a nearby hotel while Victoria, Dillon and Paul retreated to their respective homes. The baby’s early arrival had taken them all by surprise. Augustus still remembered the panic in Julius’s voice over the phone.
It was two in the afternoon in New York, which meant it was eight in Paris, when Julius informed him they were on their way to the hospital. Augustus immediately called March and Rose while Stephen made arrangements with the airport to secure a departure time for their private jet. Jude raced to make it home in time to join them. They barely arrived in Paris before the baby.
Macey was asleep, resting peacefully and no one deserved it more than her. Caden lay beside her, his head resting on her sho
