Forrest practically banged on the door a few minutes later

Isaac told him to come in.

Forrest was inside the room in a split second.

He reeked of alcohol, and looked utterly out of sorts.

“Have you been drinking?" Isaac plopped on the sofa and raised his eyebrow.

“You should have just gone home and slept the alcohol off What are you doing here?"

"I have something to talk about with Mila."

“As you can see, she is busy—'

"No!" Forrest interrupted. "If I don't talk to her now, I might as well die."

Isaac narrowed his eyes, but he said nothing more. It was as good a permission as Forrest could hope for

Still, he was wise enough not to push his Luck. He stood by the doorway and turned to Camila. "Tell me the truth. Did Laura leave because she fell in love with another man?"

Camila's brows furrowed. Laura had said nothing on the matter, and she hadn't thought to ask.

“I don't know," Camila answered truthfully.

But Forrest thought she was lying and covering for her friend.

After all, she had constantly been in touch with Laura. How could Camila not know about it?

"I think I've been a good friend to you, wouldn't you agree? Why are you lying to me?"

“I'm not lying to you," Camila insisted.

But Forrest refused to believe her. He slumped to the floor and leaned against the wall.

Camila had never seen him so defeated.

Forrest had always been a bright and cheerful person

She couldn't bear to see him like this.

He was right. He had always been a good friend. In fact, he was an overall nice person who treated everyone kindly.

Forrest had been gentle and considerate toward Laura as well. A lot of girls tried to pursue him even when they were already together, but he dodged all their advances. Laura had felt very secure in their relationship.

Deep down, Camila was also curious about their sudden breakup and Laura's departure.

Laura must have some deep, unspeakable reasons for doing so.