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.

to the bathroom, and stood under the showerhead, unconsciously pressing the body wash dispenser

in front of the mirror, carefully examining his face and shaving off

walked into his dressing room

stood in front of the wardrobe,

deliberation, he chose a

as if the air around him was filled with

couldn't help but smile

his fingers suddenly stopped on a

opened the box to find

his lips curving

the tie,

mirror, Connor carefully

breath, feeling a mix of anticipation and nerves

arrived

couch, his gaze constantly

Ding-dong-

sound of the

and quickly adjusted his tie. His face lit

greet the

his lips slowly

Mr. Connor," David greeted him with

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