August 25, 2025. Monday.
21℃ to 32℃, sunny to partly cloudy, light southeast breeze, 32% humidity.
In the master bedroom of a suite at the Ritz-Carlton Hotel.
Bright morning light filtered through the windows and sheer curtains, scattering faint shadows across the room.
At 7:30 in the morning, Aria slowly woke up.
She was the type of person who couldn't sleep when she had something on her mind.
It was the same when she was training her clients.
And it was the same now, with her flight back home today.
As Aria became fully awake, a wave of exhaustion washed over her.
She couldn't help but frown.
'So tired!'
'Even more tired than after my usual extreme sports!'
Yet, this physical exhaustion was coupled with an irresistible sense of inner satisfaction.
As the two conflicting emotions intertwined, Aria's dazed eyes slowly focused on the unfamiliar ceiling. The fragmented memories of the previous night began to piece themselves together.
