It wasn't until three in the morning when Connor finally lay down in bed.

He tossed and turned. Sleep eluded him.

Images of Camila-her face, her voice-kept surfacing in his mind.

Her smile, her voice, and every subtle gesture lingered in his heart.

Connor couldn't help but laugh.

Only five more hours until he would see Camila again.

Time seemed to crawl.

The next day, sunlight peeked through the gaps in the curtains and spilled onto the bedside as Connor slowly opened his eyes.

At the sight of the glaring sunlight, his heart surged with excitement.

He glanced at his phone. It was only seven o'clock.

"Just one more hour till I see her," Connor murmured to himself, a faint smile on his face.

To ensure he was in his best form for Camila, Connor decided to take another shower.

and stood under the showerhead, unconsciously pressing the body wash dispenser a

examining his face and shaving off the stubble that had

walked into his dressing room in high

of the wardrobe, picking

chose

his mood perfectly as if the air

but smile to

a tie, his fingers suddenly stopped on a tie

he opened the box to find the

his lips curving into

on the tie,

front of the mirror, Connor carefully examined

took a deep breath, feeling a mix of

hadn't arrived yet,

on the couch, his gaze constantly drifting the entrance, both expectant

Ding-dong-

of

the couch and quickly adjusted his tie. His

around, ready to greet the person he'd been longing

and his lips

Mr. Connor," David greeted him

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