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 walk to the

Connor changed into clean clothes and walked out of the changing

but the scars on his face were still

Connor said, his eyes tired but fixed

the

only the occasional sound

October night was cool, with

out and opened the car

but to open the back seat door and sit next

to Belleview Heights," Connor

Connor off first," Camila told

Connor remained silent.

smirked mischievously and nodded

car arrived at Cedarhill

the car and then opened the door

you please help Mr. Connor upstairs?"

Camila nodded.

them went

door to

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

warm water and handed it to

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