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 the showerhead, unconsciously pressing the body

carefully examining

into

front of the wardrobe, picking out the

chose

the shirt matched his mood perfectly as if the air around him

but smile to

tie, his fingers suddenly stopped

box to find the tie Camila

picked up the tie, his lips curving into a wide

the

mirror, Connor carefully examined his attire and nodded

ready, he took a deep breath, feeling a mix of anticipation and

hadn't arrived

on the couch, his gaze constantly drifting the

Ding-dong-

of the doorbell

the couch and quickly adjusted his tie. His

ready to greet the person he'd been

and his

Connor," David greeted him with a

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