"Camila, I remember you saying you had no plans for marriage."

Connor's voice was hoarse, and each word seemed to be squeezed out of his throat with difficulty.

Camila slightly turned her head away, not letting him see her tear-filled eyes.

"I've changed my mind," she whispered, her voice trembling.

Connor's throat felt as if it was being choked, and he was struggling for air.

"So, is your recent aloofness towards me because you were afraid your boyfriend would misunderstand our relationship?"

He tried to make his voice sound as natural as possible.

Camila held back the sourness in her nose, bit her lip, and firmly replied, "Yes."

That single word seemed to use up all her strength.

Connor gave a cold laugh, "Fine, very well..."

His gaze on Camila was chilling even in the hot weather.

He stuffed the necklace he had been clutching into his jeans pocket and walked away.

Bang-

moment the

collapsed to the floor, tears uncontrollably streaming

wiped her tears, slowly got up, and walked towards the dressing

had given her

the dressing table, her eyes

was no box and no

a bad premonition

everything on the table, her palms

to vanish

on the floor and moved the table and chairs around,

turned the entire dressing room inside out, sparing no

raced, her frantic emotions preventing her from thinking

felt a desperate pain as if her

walked in through the door and saw Camila frantically searching on

I'm sorry. I went out to get a box, and when

Camila felt even more panicked and

up, her eyes full of

did this happen?"

sorry, I took a call, then realized we needed a box. I went to find one,

lip, saying, "I

shook

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