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.

walked to the bathroom, and stood under the

mirror, carefully examining his

Connor walked into

front of the wardrobe,

deliberation, he chose

of the shirt matched his mood perfectly as if the air

help but smile

a tie, his fingers

opened the box to find

his lips curving into a wide

the tie, adjusting its

carefully

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

arrived yet,

constantly drifting the entrance, both expectant

Ding-dong-

of the

the couch and quickly adjusted his tie.

greet the person

his lips slowly

Connor," David greeted him with

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