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.

of clothes up, and Alan helped him slowly walk to the

changed into clean clothes and

slightly better, but the scars on his face were

home," Connor said, his eyes tired

the empty

at dawn were exceptionally quiet, with only the

was cool, with a

the car door while

the back seat door and sit next

to Belleview Heights," Connor said with his eyes

off first," Camila told

Connor remained silent.

and nodded

the car arrived at

of the car and

Mr. Connor upstairs?" he

Camila nodded.

of them

the door to

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

poured a glass of warm water and handed it

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