I'd gotten myself into

Ezra Point of view.

"Dad." I said quietly.

He looked up at me and smiled warmly at me before motioning for me to come closer. I hesitantly approached him and he pulled me into a tight hug.

"Are you alright darling? Are you feeling better?" He asked, his voice muffled by my shoulder.

"Yeah. I'm fine." I assured him, smiling slightly.

My dad sighed happily and released me, stepping away from me.

"That's good. You know that if you need anything, just call me." He suggested.

I nodded in agreement and began to turn away from him.

"Hold on a second!" He exclaimed.

"Before you go... There's something that you should know..."

I halted in my steps and turned around to face him once more.

"I was wondering if you could watch over Alessia tonight. Make sure that she doesn't try to run away." He explained.

I furrowed my eyebrows, clearly puzzled. Why would I have to watch over her?

"Why would I have to watch over her?" I questioned.

"Well, you've never actually taken her home before, have you? I