One of them was lying in the bed, while the other one was standing.

One was pretending to be asleep, while the other refused to leave.

Neither was very far away from the other.

However, they never tried crossing the distance between them. Eventually, Isaac went back to the sofa.

Camila slowly opened her eyes.

Isaac still puzzled her.

If there was one thing she knew about him, it was that he would show her no mercy if she disobeyed him again.

When Camila closed her eyes again, she slipped into slumber for real. Even if she wanted to remain vigilant, her body needed rest.

It was morning when she woke up again.

She sat up on the bed, turned in the direction of the sofa, and looked around. Isaac was nowhere to be found. He must have Left while she was asleep.

On the bedside table sat a Lunch bag.

Camila grabbed it and opened it. The food inside was still warm.

She wondered who had placed it there.

Suddenly, she heard a knock. Once she gave permission to enter, Forrest pushed the door open and walked in.

With his brows furrowed in concern, he asked, “How do you feel?" “Fine,” Camila answered.

“You're not. You fainted because of hunger."

Forrest then joked, “Why didn't you tell me that you wanted to escape?" Camila did not tell him about her plan to escape because she was certain he would inform Isaac about it.

She could not say that to him, of course.

With a small smile, she replied, "I don't want to get you in trouble. If Isaac found out that you knew about my plan, he'd get angry at you.

Forrest immediately saw through her Lie.

“You thought I'd snitch on you to Isaac, didn't you?"

"No," Camila denied.

“Well, indeed, if I knew about your plan, I'd be torn between remaining silent and telling Isaac about it. He's my friend, after all. So, if you still plan on running away in the future, don't Let me know about it." Forrest really did not want to know.

It would be too troublesome for him.

Did you bring this here?" Camila asked, raising the Lunch bag.