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.

stood under

carefully examining his face and shaving off the stubble

walked into his dressing room

of the wardrobe, picking

he chose

perfectly as if the air around

help but smile to

his fingers suddenly stopped on a tie

opened the box to find the

the tie, his lips curving into a

the tie, adjusting its

of the mirror, Connor carefully examined his attire and

he took a deep breath, feeling a mix of

arrived yet,

his gaze constantly drifting the entrance, both expectant and

Ding-dong-

of

couch and quickly adjusted his tie. His face lit up with a brilliant

greet the person he'd been

froze, and his

David greeted him

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