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.

of bed, walked to the bathroom, and stood under the showerhead, unconsciously

his shower, he stood in front of the mirror, carefully examining his face and shaving off the stubble that had sprouted

a cheerful tune, Connor walked into his dressing room in

stood in front of the wardrobe, picking out

chose a blush

color of the shirt matched his mood perfectly as

couldn't help but smile

his fingers suddenly

the box to find the tie Camila

tie, his lips curving into

the tie,

front of the mirror, Connor carefully examined his attire and

breath, feeling a mix of anticipation and nerves as he walked out of

hadn't arrived yet,

constantly drifting the entrance, both expectant and

Ding-dong-

sound of the doorbell

and quickly adjusted his

ready to greet the

froze, and his lips slowly turned

morning, Mr. Connor," David greeted him

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