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.

the bathroom, and stood under the showerhead, unconsciously pressing the body

shower, he stood in front of the mirror, carefully examining his face

cheerful tune, Connor walked into his

stood in front of the

he chose

mood perfectly as if the air around him was filled

help but smile to

a tie, his fingers suddenly stopped

to find the tie Camila had given

picked up the tie, his lips curving into a wide

put on the tie,

the mirror, Connor carefully

mix of anticipation and nerves

hadn't arrived yet,

couch, his gaze constantly drifting the entrance, both

Ding-dong-

of the doorbell

and quickly adjusted his tie. His face lit up

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

froze, and his lips slowly turned

morning, Mr. Connor," David greeted him with

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