"I said you can Leave now! Don't you get it?" Isaac cut him off calmly.

“Of course!" Alick and Willie walked out of the study.

Camila hid in a corner. When Willie and Alick were gone, she made her way to the study's entrance. Isaac had one hand on the window and was leaning against it. He had dropped his head and bent his waist.

Never before had she seen him like that.

Well, that was Isaac for pride's sake!

He always had an innate sense of self-worth.

Most of all, he hated being in such a predicament.

Now, however...

How heartbreaking for him!

He didn't have time to talk to his just-found mother, who was now dead! He had felt the agony twice.

As nasty as it was, it was unsympathetic with him!

Unfortunately, she couldn't be there to console him or stay with him right now.

Wouldn't seeing her make him feel Like dying?

Now he Knew that she was the one who murdered his mother.

She closed the study's door softly.

Without shoes, she made her way back to her room.

It wasn't very cold, but she felt cold.

She plopped down on the side of the bed, Lost in her own mind.

That night, Isaac didn't return to his room. And Camila definitely had trouble falling asleep.

It was beginning to light up. Camila took a shower, dressed in new clothing, and applied makeup to hide her ghostly complexion.

She then walked out of the room, not knowing what to expect.

Isaac had already left.

Apparently, he left before sunrise, as per Glenda.

Camila had reason to believe he had gone to the hospital.

She went to the hospital expecting to see Isaac, and she did.