Rosalia — POV
I woke up feeling as though my entire body had been completely drained.
Every muscle throbbed with pain and exhaustion.
But at least… the heavy ache in my heart had vanished entirely.
This remaining physical pain felt similar to what happens when someone pushes their body past its limit—leaving them utterly worn out.
I was a little disoriented at first, but my memories quickly returned:
How I Utilized Mary's Healing Ability…
How I saved Henry…
and most importantly…
I remembered the kiss—no, the two kisses—I shared with Cassel.
Oh God… Rosalia, are you insane?
How could you kiss the villain so easily—worse, how did you actually enjoy it?
God, this is utterly shameless.
How am I supposed to look him in the face from now on?
While I held my face in both hands, sighing in pain and embarrassment, I heard the sound of an argument coming from outside.
Finally, I had the time to look around.
I was still inside the car, wrapped in a soft, warm blanket.
