(From Ella's Perspective)
That night, Dad came to check up on me. Since Leandro and I were pretty wild for quite a while, my back was hurting now. And besides, though all my wounds were not visible anymore, they still hurt.
"How are you feeling now?" Dad asked.
"I am feeling better than before," I said. "You don't have to worry."
"I didn't say I am worried."
"Then why are you here?"
"I am here to see you. That doesn't mean I am worried."
"You can get out, Alessandro, if you want to play with her only," Leandro said.
He was massaging my legs after I only once mentioned that they were a bit sore. Dad was sitting in a chair beside the bed. He had been here for more than an hour and kept asking me what happened. I told him everything and then for a while, he just kept swearing at Nicklaus's father.
And then, he asked me how I was feeling at least a hundred times. I did not know Dad was that much worried. Leandro told me that Dad was behaving like crazy all those times.
