Camila's voice was soft, but it felt like an invisible wall between them. Connor’s heart tightened painfully, his fists clenching as he fought the urge to pull her into his arms.
Taking a deep breath, he pleaded, “Cami, I know this is sudden for you, and I didn’t mean to keep it from you…”
Camila shook her head gently, her eyes brimming with confusion and helplessness. She didn’t know how to face Connor right now.
“I just want to go home,” she murmured, her voice flat and nearly devoid of emotion.
Her gaze drifted off into the distance, as if trying to find a way back home.
“It’s late, just go back to your room and rest. The flight's booked for tomorrow,” Connor tried to soothe her, hoping she would calm down.
But Camila shook her head, “I’ll take the ferry back.”
Though her voice was weak, it was resolute.
“There are no ferries at this hour.”
“I’ll wait at the harbor for the first one in the morning.”
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