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.

bag of clothes up, and Alan helped him slowly walk

into clean clothes and walked

but the scars on

Connor said, his

the

with only the

cool, with

out and opened the car door while Alan quickly took the

but to open the back seat door and sit next

to Belleview Heights," Connor said with

first," Camila

Connor remained silent.

and nodded

the car arrived

of the car

please help Mr. Connor upstairs?"

Camila nodded.

of them

door

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

warm water and

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