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 Alan helped him slowly walk

clothes and walked out of the

slightly better, but the scars

take you home," Connor said, his

descended the empty

quiet, with only the occasional sound of distant barking dogs and

cool, with

driver got out and opened the car door

open the back seat door and

to Belleview Heights," Connor said with his eyes

Connor off first," Camila told the

Connor remained silent.

and nodded to the

arrived

of the car and then opened the door

help Mr.

Camila nodded.

of them went

opened the door to Connor's

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

of warm water and handed it to

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255