After several rounds of Uno, Ella left to check on her father. She wanted to tell him about her engagement before his treatment began in two hours.
"Hi. Is my dad awake now?" she asked the caretaker, who had just walked out of her father's bedroom.
"Yes, Miss. He is awake," the caretaker replied before walking away.
Ella knocked lightly on the door before pushing it open. "Dad," she called, smiling.
Eric turned toward her, a smile appearing on his tired face. "Sweetheart," he said, his voice sounding weak.
"What's wrong?" Ella frowned, rushing to his side. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine. I guess I must have slept for too long," Eric replied.
'No. You didn't.' Ella thought. "Resting is supposed to help you recuperate, not weaken you," she complained as she took his hand.
"Believe me, sweetheart. I'm fine," Eric assured her.
