“Can you tell me what happened?" inquired Camila.

“Travis and his girlfriend escaped from the mental institution.”

Isaac laid down his utensil, his hunger vanishing.

“Regardless of what's happening, you need to eat." Camila picked up his spoon for him.

"Here you go. I put a good amount of effort into this."

He glanced at her and gave a small smile.

“Alright, I'll eat it."

Camila wasn't concerned about the security of their home as it was well protected.

"Who do you think did it?" she asked.

Without a moment's hesitation, Isaac replied, "It's got to be my grandfather. He's always wanted to save Travis, I'm unsure why he waited till now."

Camila had the same thought.

She was equally puzzled.

She couldn't piece it together.

"Don't stress over it. Alick will get to the bottom of it." Isaac didn't want her to worry.

“Head upstairs and rest."

"I'll wait till you're done." She grinned.

"I need to ensure you actually eat, so you don't throw them into the trash can sneakily."

"I won't throw it." Isaac scooped a spoonful of food and offered it to her.

"Try some."

Unable to resist him, she opened her mouth to accept the spoonful of food.