Camila's voice seemed to hold a magical power, instantly pulling Connor back from his own world into reality.

He looked at Camila and collapsed weakly onto the boxing ring.

Camila and Alan quickly ran up to the ring.

After climbing onto the stage, Alan swiftly unfastened Connor's protective gear and wiped the sweat from his face.

Camila knelt quietly across from him, her eyes filled with concern.

Connor's dark and exhausted eyes locked onto Camila.

He smiled weakly, "I'm fine."

However, Alan noticed a faint bruise on his face and blood seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Alan's heart tightened, and he immediately pulled out his phone. "Mr. Connor, I'll call a doctor!"

Connor waved his hand, indicating it wasn't necessary.

He slowly sat up, leaning against the ring, and closed his eyes, taking deep breaths.

After resting for ten minutes, Connor slowly opened his eyes, glanced at Camila, and smiled faintly. "I need a shower," he said weakly.

a bag of clothes up, and Alan

the shower, Connor changed into clean clothes and walked out of the

the

said, his

descended the

were exceptionally quiet, with only the occasional

night was cool,

out and opened the car door while Alan quickly took the passenger

had no choice but to open the back seat door and sit next to

Belleview Heights," Connor said

first," Camila told

Connor remained silent.

smirked mischievously and

the car arrived at Cedarhill

the car

please help Mr. Connor

Camila nodded.

them

opened the door

sleep last night and several hours

glass of warm

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