Setting down her phone, Camila rubbed her weary eyes, attempting to clear her mind.

Exhaustion weighed heavily on her; she hadn't had a decent rest in days, and her mental state was deteriorating rapidly.

Her complexion paled as she struggled to maintain composure.

“Why don't you go back and get some rest?" Alick suggested gently.

Camila remained silent, the somber atmosphere enveloping them once more.