Layla's POV
The paperwork was finally brought in by a nurse and I signed where they told me to without even bothering to read it. The second that the pen left the page, I felt as though a massive weight had been lifted because I could finally go home.
We were halfway to the elevator when my father arrived. His attention was directed straight to me first, not Gabriel, his gaze sweeping over my appearance and taking note of the colour of my complexion before he nodded in apparent satisfaction.
"You're ready to go?"
"I've been ready since the moment I arrived." I answered without thinking.
His mouth tightened, his approval and disapproval all tangled together in his expression.
As we walked towards the exit, he seemed to hesitate for a moment before he spoke.
"You shoul
