It would smell bad otherwise.

Rowena nodded and said, "Then you need to take care of her. It's bedtime for Bowen. I'll help him sleep."

Isaac agreed.

The bathroom door closed.

Camila vomited again, but nothing came out this time.

Isaac ran the bathtub full of warm water.

Steam filled the bathroom.

“Feeling any better?" Isaac asked.

Camila sat on the floor, her clothes messy and stained.

Being drunk was uncomfortable.

She narrowed her eyes.

"No. I feel terrible."

Isaac helped her out of her clothes and said, "You realize you're not feeling well now? Will you drink this much again?"

With a silly smile, Camila said, "I don't want to drink alcohol anymore. I feel terrible."

She slowly removed her clothes.

Isaac gazed at her pale skin.

She reached out and touched Isaac.

Isaac was stunned momentarily.

“Don't do that," he said. He stopped her and helped her into the bathtub gently.

Isaac then took off his wet clothes.