“Are you feeling better?" he asked.

“I'm fine now. Don't worry about me."

"Okay."

For a while, there was an awkward silence on the line.

Camila didn't know what else to say to him.

However, even though neither of them spoke, neither of them ended the call.

It was so quiet that they could hear each other's breathing. Both of them Listened to the silence, knowing full well that the other person was still there.

It was Camila who spoke up first.

“Are you busy? If there's nothing else, then I'LL hang up."

“Okay," Isaac answered.

Despite saying that, he didn't hang up.

Neither did Camila.

Once again, a long silence fell over the both of them.

Sounding annoyed, Isaac uttered, “Hang up."

“Okay," Camila said before hanging up the phone.

As she ended the call, she found herself surprisingly calm.

During that short moment, it was as if all the worries and grievances brewing in her heart had suddenly been relieved

She put down her phone and lay down

Perhaps because she was a doctor, she didn't mind the strong smell of the disinfectant filling the air.

She had barely any energy left. So, she closed her eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

At around midnight, an eerie silence swept over the hospital.

From time to time, there would be footsteps echoing across the hall. Since Camila was fast asleep, she didn't hear any of this. She also didn't notice the door of her ward slowly creak open.

From the shadows, a tall figure emerged.

For a second, he seemed to freeze in place before closing the door gently and heading closer to the bed.

With a frown, he watched as the woman slept.