Isaac approached from behind and expressed his gratitude, "Thank you for all you've done for us."

Placing a hand on her waist, he offered, “Let me give you a massage."

Camila chuckled, swatting his hand away playfully. “No need, I'm fine."

Isaac persisted, “Then what can I do for you?"

Feeling drained and lacking energy for banter, Camila sighed, "I'm exhausted. Let's just go to bed."

Isaac leaned in to kiss her lips, remarking, "You look a bit pale."

Camila's heart skipped a beat, but she maintained composure, rubbing her face. “Really?” she responded casually.

"Yes," Isaac confirmed.

She brushed him off gently, "Maybe I've just been a bit tired lately."

Pushing Isaac gently, she suggested, “Let's plan to go out soon.”

Just as she was about to leave, Annis called out, "Camila."

Assuming Annis wasn't sure which room she'd be using, Camila directed her, "The one on the right."

“I know. Why are you still up? It's almost two o'clock," Annis remarked.

“I'm just finishing up in the kitchen," Camila replied.

“Where's Glenda?" Annis inquired.

“She's in the hospital," Camila stated simply.

"Oh, I wish I'd known earlier. I would have come back to help."

"I can manage," Camila assured her. "I'm going to bed now. You should get some rest, too.

Annis nodded in agreement.

After a refreshing shower, Camila emerged from the bathroom and found a cup of warm milk waiting on the bedside table.