Connor sank into the couch, the lingering chill from his shower making him sneeze.
Hearing the sound, Camila immediately set aside what she was doing. “Here, take this medicine,” she said, grabbing a throw blanket and gently draping it over Connor’s shoulders.
She frowned slightly, giving him a reproachful look. “You had an umbrella, but you thought standing in the rain was cool, huh?”
Wrapped in the blanket, Connor shook his head, looking pitiful. “I wasn’t trying to be cool. I just... I didn’t know what to do. I was scared you wouldn’t want me anymore.”
Camila glared at him, both annoyed and concerned. “If I hadn’t seen you from the window, were you planning to stay out there until morning?”
Connor nodded.
“Are you crazy?” Camila said, her voice a mix of affection and frustration.
Connor took her hand and gently pulled her onto his lap, wrapping his arms around her and resting his head on her shoulder, his voice filled with self-deprecation. “I think my brain stopped working. I can’t even believe I did that.”
Camila sighed softly, feeling deeply moved. She understood that Connor truly loved her, which was why he had made such a foolish gesture. In that moment, all the hesitation and conflict about their social status melted away in Camila’s heart.
“Actually, because of Rita, I thought maybe you were a distant relative of Ray’s family,” Camila said, her head bowed, letting out a sigh. “I just didn’t expect you to be her cousin.”
Connor held her even tighter. “My dad’s real name is Austin, and he’s the fourth child.”
Camila turned to look at him, puzzled. “I remember Ray... Mr. Passos, only has three acknowledged children. That’s why I never thought you were his direct grandson.”
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