"Mila." Isaac grabbed her hand, his voice firm yet soothing. "This isn't your fault."

Camila gazed at him and murmured, “I know you're trying to comfort me." She found it hard not to blame herself, even though the pain wasn't hers to carry.

As a woman, she empathized deeply with what Annis had experienced.

Isaac spoke softly. “Annis has begun to mend things with Alick, and they're doing well now. You shouldn't carry all the blame."

Camila's eyebrows lifted in surprise. How was she not aware of this?