To Robert, any television studio should be glad to have his sister as an intern. Plus, to him, there were many stations and only one Ivy.
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Elliot received a call from Layla and went over to Mr. and Mrs. Santos' house.
Layla called because something had happened.
While they were having lunch, Mr. Santos had a few drinks and started pouring his heart out whilst he was under the influence of alcohol.
He wanted to donate his heart to his son.
Layla was scared out of her wits.
There was not a country on earth that allowed people who were alive to donate their hearts, and the best they could do would be to become organ pledgers, which enabled them to donate their organs upon their death.
Elliot hurried over, and it took some time before he finally convinced Mr. Santos to give up on the idea.
"They said that my son's lungs are failing, right? He can have mine!" Mr. Santos' face was flushed, but his eyes were determined. "My wife and I spoke to some doctors, and they told us that there are such things as living donors. We will each give him a lung! It worked with some other people…"
Affected by their words, Layla said, "If someone is going to be a donor, it should be me! If living donors can give their lungs, Eric can have mine!"
Mr. and Mrs. Santos slowly began to calm down, and Layla regained her composure as well.
Elliot hung up and asked Mrs. Santos for some tea, as Mr. Santos had drunk too much and needed to drink some tea to sober up.
They sipped on tea and chatted for another hour before Mrs. Santos entered the kitchen to prepare dinner.
Elliot and Layla stayed for dinner with them and right before they left, Elliot turned to Mr. and Mrs. Santos. "They need to find a heart that matches Eric. He can't just have any heart. You are not to do anything foolish in the hope of giving your hearts to Eric."
Mr. and Mrs. Santos were stunned.
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