Ezra Point of view.

"Dad." I said quietly.

He looked up at me and smiled warmly at me before motioning for me to come closer. I hesitantly approached him and he pulled me into a tight hug.

"Are you alright darling? Are you feeling better?" He asked, his voice muffled by my shoulder.

"Yeah. I'm fine." I assured him, smiling slightly.

My dad sighed happily and released me, stepping away from me.

"That's good. You know that if you need anything, just call me." He suggested.

I nodded in agreement and began to turn away from him.

"Hold on a second!" He exclaimed.

"Before you go... There's something that you...