For the past two days, Layla hadn't stepped out of her room, claiming she wasn't feeling well. That morning, she finally gathered the courage to come downstairs.As she reached the living room, she found her father sitting on the couch. The moment Harthwore saw her, his face lit up.“Honey!” he called toward the kitchen. “Darling! Layla is finally out of her room.”Natasha wasted no time. She rushed out of the kitchen and wrapped her daughter in a tight embrace.The hug was so firm that Layla nearly choked. Realizing what she had done, Natasha quickly let go, grabbed the glass of water on the coffee table, and poured some into a cup.“I'm so sorry,” she said anxiously. “Here, drink some water.”She gently rubbed Layla's back as she drank.After taking a few sips, Layla handed the cup back to her mother.Then, to her parents' shock, she slowly dropped to her knees.“What are you doing?” Harthwore asked, immediately reaching out to help her up.But Layla gently held his hands, stopping
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