As she listened to Elliot's deep voice, Avery's eyes suddenly began to well up.

She did not say anything, but it was as if he could feel it.

"Do you feel like crying, Avery?" he asked hoarsely. "I'll come see you now! The office isn't important."

Avery took a breath, then said, "I'm fine. I just feel awful thinking about how our daughter almost got poisoned to death. I can't imagine how painful it would be to lose her. I can't…"

"I know. I can't lose her either. She shouldn't eat at the school anymore after this."

"I know. Go and deal with your company. I'll take a nap with Layla."

"Alright. Call me if you need anything."

"Okay."

That evening, everyone showed up at the Starry River Villa to visit Layla.

Layla was sitting on the couch dressed in a pretty nightgown and holding her favorite doll in her arms. The expression on her face was a gloominess way beyond her years.

She was usually a bundle of joy. She would be warm and welcoming no matter who showed up at the house.

Now