Finally Adelfa was out of surgery and in a room, where Blake, Calix, and her parents stood around her bed. The doctors informed them she wouldn't wake up for some hours, but she would be okay. Parts of her face were bandaged, she had a minor concussion, and she fractured her wrist, but nothing much more serious than that.
"I'm glad you'll be okay," her mother said, setting a gentle hand on her daughter's face.
Her father looked from Adelfa to Calix. "What she did was stupid. You should have stopped her Calix. I thought you were better than this." It was easy to see how disappointed he was in his son.
"But dad, I..." There wasn't much Calix could say.