“No,” Isaac replied.

“Great! I prepared a lot of food for Mrs. Johnston today. Feel free to join her for Lunch,” Glenda chirped.

Then, she left.

She even closed the door behind her.

Indifferently eyeing Camila, Isaac sat down on the bed and asked, “Do you hate seeing me that much?”

Camila sipped the soup silently, her head bowed over the bowl.

It was like Isaac was conversing with a rock.

steady his nerves. He had to be patient when it came

handed

at it and questioned,

painting’s sale,”

took it without thinking

to buy anything you want.” Unbeknownst to Camila, the money in it

card, she would not need to work for the rest of her life

shrugged. Isaac told her he could buy anything she wanted,

eaten

on the

did not move to get

asking,

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