"Elliana, you look... not so well," Joy Lyle noticed Elliana Lyle's bluish dark circles under her eyes at first glance, even though the foundation couldn't completely cover it.
Her almond-shaped eyes were bloodshot, her gaze dull and lifeless.
After hearing this, Elliana Lyle instinctively touched her face. She knew she hadn't been well lately, not getting a good night's sleep for a whole week.
However, she didn't know how to improve the current situation. She always found herself unable to stop thinking, and the more she thought, the more chaotic it became.
She shook her head, "I'm fine, maybe I didn't sleep well last night."
"Let's go upstairs first, it's windy outside," Joy Lyle suggested.
She nodded in agreement, "Okay."
Returning to the hotel room, she collapsed onto the sofa, feeling weak all over, lacking interest in anything.
If Joy hadn't been there, she would have fallen asleep immediately—feeling this way during the day, sleepless at night.
