"Dad, can I go in to stay with Layla?" Ivy wanted to be there the moment Layla woke up.
Elliot nodded. "Ivy, your mother thinks that we are in the wrong. If only we had agreed to them dating, they would have never ended up here, nor would they have been in the disaster…"
"No one is wrong here, Dad," Ivy said. "If everyone can predict what happens next, there will be no accidents or disasters."
Elliot was comforted by her words.
"Dad, it's your responsibility to guide us and help us make the right decisions, and even if you have it wrong sometimes, we won't blame you because no one is perfect. Everyone makes mistakes. You are a great father to me, Dad."
Elliot pulled her into his arms. "Ivy, I'm so grateful for how understanding you are."
"Dad, Layla won't be mad at you either," Ivy said confidently. "She told me that she loves you and Mom a lot, so don't beat yourself up."
"Okay. Go in!" Elliot let her go. "Once Layla wakes up, you can chat with her for a bit if she is up to it."
"Okay," Ivy said before entering the room.
She walked over to the bed and studied Layla's pale face. Though Layla was not dying, she had suffered severe frostbite.
The doctors had not put an IV cannula at the back of Layla's hand, and Ivy reached out to touch her hand.
Layla's hands were cold to the touch, so Ivy grabbed them and tried to warm them up.
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