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.

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

shower, Connor changed into clean clothes and walked out of

but the

home," Connor said, his eyes tired

descended the

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

October night was cool, with a

out and opened the car door while Alan

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

to Belleview Heights," Connor said with his

Connor off first,"

Connor remained silent.

and nodded to

the car arrived

of the car and then opened

Mr.

Camila nodded.

of them went upstairs

the door to Connor's

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

of warm water and handed

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