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.

and stood under

of the mirror, carefully examining his face and shaving off the stubble that had

Connor walked into

in front of the wardrobe, picking out

he chose a

his mood perfectly as if the air around him was

couldn't help but smile to

his fingers suddenly stopped on a

he opened the box to find the tie Camila

the tie, his lips curving into a

put on the tie,

carefully examined his attire and nodded

breath, feeling a mix of

hadn't arrived yet,

couch, his gaze constantly drifting the entrance, both

Ding-dong-

sound of

quickly adjusted his tie. His face

turned around, ready to greet the person

froze, and his lips slowly

David greeted

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