The town was serene as they made their way to the hotel, where they checked in and entered their room.

Though not large, it was clean, with the added comfort of warm water in the bathroom.

Camila then messaged Forrest, "Can you check if there's a store selling men's clothes?"

Turning to Isaac, she said, “Let me help you take a shower."

As she began to undress him, Isaac inquired, "Am I dirty?"

"No," Camila reassured him, moving closer. "I don't care how you look."

Isaac smiled. “Even if I go blind?"

Camila felt a lump in her throat, her eyes welling up with emotion.

She kissed him gently, promising, "I will find the best eye doctor for you when we return."

Isaac replied, “Okay.”

Attempting to lighten the mood, Camila teased, "You should consider yourself lucky. How else would I get to help you shower? You should be happy."

As she unfastened his belt, Isaac held her waist, their bodies pressing together.

He asked, "Did you miss me?"

With a serious look on her face, Camila responded deliberately, "Yes, T do."

She nestled into his arms and whispered, "Do you miss me?"

Isaac replied, "I miss you all the time."

Camila smiled.

She lifted her head and planted a kiss on his Adam's apple, then his chest, her hands gently trailing down to his belly and beginning to unfasten his belt.

Isaac tensed up.

Perhaps her actions were too provocative.