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.

She dashed out of the room as fast as her body would allow

Isaac’s ferocious expression gradually softened once Camila was gone. He gazed at the contents of the box with a tender look in his eyes. His heart had turned into stone after his parents passed away.

of warmth he had encountered since then had come from the owner of this

tiny body dragging him out of the

looking up at her face, and

of it now still managed to ease his

in the living

against the wound in the back of her head to staunch the bleeding. Robin rushed over, having heard the commotion. He took one look at her pale face and demanded, “What’s

Camila said,

foul temper, but his grandson would never raise

happened, exactly?” Robin

a box,

family photo?” Robin immediately

“That’s right.”

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