Isaac, with a smile, responded, "You need to get used to saying sorry, otherwise you might get used to staying mad."

He didn't want to walk on eggshells around his words.

Politeness between them signaled a weakening bond, something he wanted to avoid.

Things had already taken their course.

Camila was feeling down. Isaac knew he needed to do everything he could to cheer her up.

His efforts weren't out of sheer kindness.

He just understood that none of this was her fault.

Jaylen's actions were utterly despicable and shameless, and it would take time for Camila to find happiness again.

Isaac couldn't treat her differently now.

Doing so would only remind her of the past.

With her fists clenched tightly, Camila looked at Isaac and asked, “Isaac, you need to be honest with me. You haven't been home for two days. Is it because you don't want to see me anymore..."

Isaac was puzzled. "What do you mean by that?" She barely got the words out before Isaac cut her off, his voice filled with concern.

“Is that why you've been so unhappy?"

Camila looked down, her silence confirming his suspicion.

Isaac, wanting to clear her doubts, admitted, "I've been to Skystead."

Upon hearing this, Camila started to understand.

His absence was connected to Jaylen, but he didn't mention his name, for he didn't want her to recall any memories related to that guy.

Camila felt a wave of guilt for suspecting Isaac wrongly.

She realized that his absence wasn't because he hated to see her, and she'd been too quick to judge him.

Isaac's words were a testament to his love and commitment to her. He showed his feelings clearly.