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.

stood under the showerhead, unconsciously

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

cheerful tune, Connor walked into his dressing room in

the wardrobe,

some deliberation, he chose a

perfectly as if the air around him was filled

but smile

tie, his fingers suddenly stopped on

opened the box to find the tie Camila had

the tie, his lips curving into a

the tie,

Connor carefully examined his attire and

mix of anticipation and nerves as he walked

hadn't arrived yet,

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

Ding-dong-

of the

the couch and quickly adjusted his tie. His face lit up

around, ready to greet the person he'd

froze, and his lips slowly

morning, Mr. Connor," David greeted him with

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