Anais lay on the couch, stretched out like a wet towel.
Her whole body felt heavy as if it was tied down with iron.
Even moving a single finger was difficult.
In her heart, she wished she could just close her eyes and fall asleep like this.
But she couldn't do that.
There was a knot she had to untangle.
It wasn't a problem that could be solved with the 24-hour massage service at the Metropol Hotel.
It was something that was embedded in her heart, not in her muscles.
"Did he reject me because of the difference in our status?" Anais cautiously spoke, being careful not to touch a sore spot.
Fortunately, there was no sign of that in Wonderstein's face.
He seemed to be carefully considering something before slowly opening his mouth.
"Miss, I've put everything on the line to advance to the Circus Grand Prix main event. So, I don't have the capacity to hold anything else in my heart. That's why I rejected your feelings."
