After breakfast Ambros and Jai load Elsa and the kid's luggage into Ambros' SUV. He threw the keys to Elsa as soon as she came near.
"Woah! A warning would be much appreciated! It almost hit my face," Elsa complained and returned the keys to her dad.
But Ambros raised both her arms and said, "Nope, I am not driving because you are. I am old and I'll be driving back so it's your turn to drive."
Elsa sighed and rolled her eyes, "Dad, you know I can't drive. Here, take it."
"Of course, you can drive. You just don't want to. Come on, honey. It's been five years and it was not your fault."
"I know, Dad. But because of that, I lost my memory, and I also put my children's lives at risk. It's my fault that they will grow up without a father."
"That's not true, dear. It's an accident, it's not your fault that you lost your memory because of that."
