Chapter 33

Connor stood in front of the wardrobe mirror, adjusting his tie with a slight smirk on his face. His eyes approved of the reflection. After a moment of hesitation, he put the tie down and picked up an everyday one he usually wore.

Hearing the door close, Camila stealthily looked up and noticed he hadn’t worn the tie she gifted him, feeling a slight pang of

disappointment.

Her eyes seemed to possess x–ray vision, piercing through his crisp white shirt to the sculpted chest beneath. It briefly overlapped with the memory from that night, causing her ears to flush red and her mind to buzz.

She quickly lowered her head, pinching her thigh hard.

A wave of pain brought her back to reality, and when she looked up again, Connor was neatly dressed, sitting across from her.

The only sound at the dining table was the clinking of cutlery. Even David noticed how unusually quiet Camila was today.

The awkward atmosphere lingered until Camila sat at her desk at work. The busy workload helped her push the morning’s events to the back of her mind.

Time seemed to be powered by a high–speed motor, spinning rapidly.

was dark by the time the boss left work, and finally, Camila did

were clearly visible, highlighted by gentle

passenger seat, quietly watching the bustling traffic outside, while Connor’s slender fingers tapped away on his

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replying to emails.

Buzz, buzz, buzz…

Camila’s phone in her bag broke the

held a hint of warmth. After a few

buzzing sound resumed.

not looking

the call, “Mom…”

eyes shifted slightly.

slightly, “I don’t want to go. Can you bring a gift to

conversation on the other end dragged on, and Camila

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