Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Madeleine admitted it. "Yeah, I'm getting old. I can only guide two,"

Hans mumbled, his lips curling in a moue of discontent. It was evident the third slot was for Madeleine, yet she would not admit it outright.

"Ms. Payne. Oh? Mr. Olson is here, too?" Carlisle strolled in with two younger students, setting down a bouquet of fresh sunflowers on the table. "We're just here to check on Ms. Payne."

Amidst the casual conversation, one of the students mentioned, "I heard a freshman this year is brilliant. Got straight into the combined Bachelor-Master-PhD track."

At Kingswell University's School of Life Sciences, it'd been almost a decade since anyone got into the direct PhD track from undergrad, and no more than three students had managed it.

"This freshman won gold at the International Mathematical Olympiad and the International Informatics Olympiad last year, securing her spot in our department."

"Two gold medals? That's pretty cool. But I remember a senior. She must have been one of Ms. Payne's students, who entered undergrad with four gold medals, one in math, physics, chemistry, and computer science each! What was her name? Rose or something like Anne?"

"Looks like it's about time!" Hans interjected, "You guys should head back to campus."

"Oh, alright then. We'll be off."

"Yeah."

had left the room, the one who had brought up the senior looked visibly

Carlisle looked equally puzzled.

inside the room, Hans said, "Those students didn't

began to well up in her eyes, eventually spilling over. "She was such a genius. She shouldn't have... Why didn't she value her gifts?" "Take it easy..." Hans tried to

do you know what she said to me the last time we met? She said she wanted love.

with the

'I'm sorry... Ms. Payne...'

nurses' station. "This is for Ms. Payne. Could you

out to her. "Hey, you haven't

of the hospital building, gasping for the fresh

A tall woman with flawless makeup approached her, her heels clicking on the pavement, swinging a

embodied sophistication in a blazer and pencil skirt, her hair cascading over her

hospital?" Hertha glanced at the building. The general ward was not for maternity check-ups. Hertha breathed a sigh of relief for her mother. If

managed a weak

noticed it. "Why are your eyes so red? Have

Roseanne remained silent.