Back at the hospital, Andreas and his family gathered around each other, contemplating the words of Alvaro.
"A will? What foolish will?" Clara asked, pulling off her shoes.
Andreas ran after his wife, picking up her shoes. "I'm sure we have something, don't you think?"
"Dad, we shouldn't relax and wait for it to happen," Jaime began, turning to his sister.
"Ally, do you think you can do something?"
Allison hummed, rubbing the car key on her lips. "I'll be right back."
Peach raised her hand tiredly, entering her own car. "I just hope you all don't kill someone one day," she muttered.
Leaving the hospital, Allison followed Zyran behind until he got to his house. The young girl watched from her car, Zyran getting down from his car and hugging his wife.
