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 showerhead, unconsciously pressing the body

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

tune, Connor walked into his dressing room in

the wardrobe, picking out

deliberation, he chose a

of the shirt matched his mood perfectly as if the air

couldn't help but

tie, his fingers suddenly stopped on a tie

the box to find

the tie, his lips curving into a

the

the mirror, Connor carefully

mix of anticipation and

arrived yet,

on the couch, his gaze constantly drifting

Ding-dong-

of the

adjusted his tie. His face lit up

around, ready to greet the person he'd

smile froze, and his lips slowly turned

morning, Mr. Connor," David greeted him

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