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.

up, and

changed into clean clothes and walked out of the

looked slightly better, but the scars on his

I'll take you home," Connor said,

descended the

streets at dawn were exceptionally quiet, with only the occasional

cool, with a

driver got out and opened the car door

no choice but to open the back seat door

to Belleview Heights," Connor

Connor off first," Camila told the

Connor remained silent.

and nodded to the

arrived at Cedarhill

quickly got out of the car and then

you please help Mr. Connor upstairs?" he

Camila nodded.

three of them went upstairs

the door to

sleep last night and several hours of intense activity today, Connor sat

glass of warm

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