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.

driver brought a bag of clothes up, and Alan helped him slowly

changed into clean clothes and

the scars

said, his eyes tired but fixed on

descended the empty

exceptionally quiet, with only the occasional sound

October night was cool, with a gentle

opened the car door while

to open the back seat door and sit

Heights," Connor said with

Connor remained silent.

smirked mischievously and nodded to

the car arrived

the car and then

Mr. Connor upstairs?"

Camila nodded.

three of them

the door to

sleep last night and several hours of intense

poured a glass of warm water and handed it to

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