Her mind was a whirlwind of thoughts and emotions. She couldn't help but think about the vast gap between herself and Connor, which left her feeling a bit lost. Just as she was getting lost in her thoughts, Connor's gentle voice broke through. "Cami, if you're feeling nervous, just hold my hand. I'll always be here for you."

She nodded lightly, her smile returning. Feeling Connor's warmth and resolve calmed her spirit a bit. Before she had a chance to take in the view, the plane began its slow descent over Fernwood Valley. Looking out the window, she was awestruck by the bustling city below.

The plane landed smoothly on the tarmac. Connor gently took Camila's hand, and they walked off the plane together. After completing the formalities, Connor whispered softly, "Let's head to the hotel to rest a bit. Later, I'll take you out for dinner and a stroll."

Camila nodded, her earlier gloom gradually lifting, replaced by a hint of anticipation. They rode in a luxury sedan to the hotel's presidential suite floor. Waiting at the door was a butler, dressed in a crisp uniform and wearing a polite smile.

"Mr. Connor, Ms. Camila, welcome."

gave a slight nod, holding Camila's hand as he led her into the suite. The room was elegantly decorated, with every detail exuding luxury. The panoramic city view

and turned to Camila. "You can stay in this room," he

Camila responded with a

smiled back, leaned in, and kissed her forehead lightly. "I'll be in the room next door." Then, with a mischievous grin, he whispered in her ear, "If you're uncomfortable with me

quickly looked away, afraid he might see her shyness. "The

uncontrollably. "I need to change," she suddenly said, grabbing her bag and quickly retreating into the master bedroom,

calm her pounding heart. Connor,

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