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.

quickly got out of bed, walked to the bathroom, and stood under the

the mirror, carefully examining his face and shaving off

Connor walked into

of the wardrobe, picking out the right

some deliberation, he chose a

the shirt matched his mood perfectly as if the

couldn't help but smile to

tie, his fingers suddenly

to find the tie

picked up the tie, his lips

put on the tie, adjusting its

the mirror, Connor carefully examined his

of anticipation and nerves as

arrived yet,

gaze constantly drifting the entrance,

Ding-dong-

sound of

and quickly adjusted his tie. His face

to greet the person

and his lips

morning, Mr. Connor," David greeted him with a

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