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.

got out of bed, walked to the bathroom, and stood under the showerhead, unconsciously pressing the body

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

Connor walked into his dressing room in high

stood in front of the wardrobe, picking out

some deliberation, he chose a blush pink

shirt matched his mood perfectly as if the air around

couldn't help but smile to

fingers suddenly stopped on

box to find

tie, his lips curving

on the tie, adjusting its

of the mirror, Connor carefully examined his attire and nodded in

of anticipation and

hadn't arrived

gaze constantly

Ding-dong-

sound of the

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

ready to greet the

and his

morning, Mr. Connor," David greeted him with

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