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

shower, Connor changed into clean clothes and

complexion looked slightly better, but the scars on his face were still

you home," Connor said, his eyes

the

only the occasional sound of distant barking

was cool, with a

car door while Alan quickly took

but to open the back seat door

Heights," Connor said with his

Mr. Connor off first," Camila told the

Connor remained silent.

smirked mischievously and nodded

arrived

the car and then opened

Mr.

Camila nodded.

three of them

the door

only a few hours of sleep last night and several

poured a glass of warm

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