“Hey,” Tristan said, stepping into the room, his laughter trailing off.

“Ivy, all better now?”

Ivy beamed, “Yep, Daddy, all good. Just waiting to finish my IV and then we can head home.”

Her rash had cleared up, but her forehead was still a bit warm. The moment she felt a little better, she couldn't wait to have Nova tell her more stories.

“Dad, Miss Blair's fairy tales are way better than yours.” Ivy held onto Nova's hand, still enchanted by the ...