“Where is Isaac?"

She was straightforward.

Willie passed the phone to Isaac.

Isaac lay on the bed.

His eyes were obscured by gauze.

“It's Mrs. Johnston," Willie informed him as he handed over the phone.

Isaac nodded and instructed, "You may leave."

“Yes, sir."

Then, Willie departed.

"Hello?" Camila's voice was subdued.

"Hello," Isaac responded in a hushed tone.

"I'm at home," Camila informed him.

Before Isaac could inquire further, she preempted him, “I'm here to collect Laura's child. She's relinquishing custody to Forrest."

Her gaze fell downward.

She didn't just contact Isaac to share this news.

She longed for him.

She yearned to converse with him.

Even if there were no words to fill the silence!

Yet, she refrained from discussing the status of his treatment.

That topic was likely delicate.