He didn't want to feel uncomfortable with wet clothes clinging to his body.

Camila ignored him. "I don't want to shower. I just want to sleep."

As she spoke, she tried to climb out of the bathtub, but she didn't have the strength and slipped, her hair getting wet.

Isaac felt completely helpless.

He got into the bathtub and stopped her. "Stop. I'll help you wash. You'll feel better soon.”