“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

handed a

at it

the painting’s sale,” Isaac

it without thinking too

want.” Unbeknownst to Camila, the money in

the rest

her he could buy anything she wanted,

haven’t eaten

food on

not move to

Looking up and asking, “Are you going to

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