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,

in front of the mirror, carefully examining

into his dressing room in high

the

chose

as if

but smile to

choosing a tie, his fingers suddenly

the box to find the tie

his lips curving into

on the tie,

the mirror, Connor carefully examined

deep breath, feeling a mix of anticipation and nerves as he

hadn't arrived yet,

the couch, his gaze constantly drifting the entrance, both expectant

Ding-dong-

sound of

quickly adjusted his tie.

greet the person he'd

and his lips slowly

David

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