Rose’s Point of View:
I tossed and turned in bed, my mind a whirlwind of thoughts that refused to let me rest. Finally, I gave up, glancing at the clock on the nightstand—it was only 6 AM. Letting out a frustrated sigh, I sat up, rubbing my temples in a futile attempt to ease the tension that clung to me. The night had stretched far longer than I’d anticipated, the ceremony and subsequent meetings dragging on until nearly 1 AM. I rolled my neck, hoping to alleviate the stiffness, but sleep was not forthcoming.
Deciding that the gym might help burn off my nervous energy, I got dressed and quietly slipped out of the room. The hotel gym was practically empty at this hour, which was exactly what I needed—a moment of solitude to clear my head.
I stepped onto the treadmill, adjusting the spee
