Fortunately, Matthew had booked a standard room with one bed for each of them.
Watching the little girl sitting on the opposite bed, who was currently gently stroking the cactus in her hand with great interest, Matthew couldn't help but feel a bit concerned. He wondered if the dense thorns on the cactus might prick her tender fingers.
However, after observing for a while, that situation didn't occur. So, Matthew let the girl continue her peculiar activity.
"What's your name, kid?" he asked.
Finally, the little girl stopped what she was doing and raised her head, tilting it as if in thought for a moment before replying, "I'm Ivy. What about you, mister?"
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