"Is it because he was harassing me?" Camila asked softly.

Connor nodded slightly, confirming her suspicion.

"I took him to Vegas for a few days. At first, he won millions, but then he got hooked on gambling," Connor said nonchalantly, as if he were recounting a story that didn't concern him.

His tone had a hint of indifference.

He added, "As for losing his entire fortune, that's on him."

Camila felt a mix of emotions.

She knew everything Connor did was for her, and Steven didn't deserve any sympathy. But she was worried about the drastic steps Connor had taken.

"I'm worried about you. What if he finds out and tries to get back at you?"

Connor chuckled softly, his gaze tender as he looked at her. "They're just small-time players, not worth worrying about. I'm fine."

want to

linked her arm through

and returned to their hotel

hungry?" Connor asked as he poured

big lunch," Camila said. She was tired from the day's activities and sat

weary look, walked over, and gently sat

day,

leaning

you bring me to Fernwood Valley?"

was silent for a moment, then gently took her hand, his deep

asked quietly, a barely

lifted her head, nodding slightly, waiting for him

deep breath and began

to freeze around them, so still that only their heartbeats

was suddenly transported to a frigid snowy landscape, cold from head to toe. Her expression stiffened, her eyes staring blankly ahead as her mind became a tangled mess of

of a famous artist, even his status as

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