Isaac no longer paid her any mind. He put the box back to its proper place on the shelf, next to a framed photo of him and his parents.

Camila's eyes had been following him the whole time, and they were fixed on the open box. It looked familiar for some reason.

"Get out!" Isaac bellowed, interrupting her thoughts.

Desperate for an escape, Camila didn't mind anything else and rushed to the door.

If she stayed for a minute longer, Isaac might really kill her.