Isaac had indeed suspected there was more to the bag.

His mind had spiraled into overthinking, fueled by Camila's unusual behavior that day.

Camila wrapped her arms around his waist, burying her face against his chest. "I didn't expect you to be so childish. Today, I'm on my period, which might explain why I'm not in the best mood. Don't read too much into it."

Nodding, Isaac realized he had let his imagination run wild.

“Head home and get some rest," he advised, giving her back a gentle pat. “I've got a few things to take care of, but I'll be back to keep you company soon."