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 wash dispenser

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

tune, Connor walked into his dressing

front of the wardrobe, picking out

deliberation, he chose

the shirt matched his mood perfectly as if the air around him was filled with

but smile to

fingers suddenly stopped on

to find the

up the tie, his lips

the tie,

mirror, Connor carefully examined his attire and

of anticipation

hadn't arrived

sat on the couch, his gaze constantly drifting the entrance,

Ding-dong-

sound of the doorbell

adjusted his tie. His face lit up with a

the person he'd been

froze, and his

morning, Mr. Connor," David greeted him

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