Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Owen casually remarked, "It's the outstanding students that make you wonder just how far they can go."

And indeed, she exceeded his expectations by miles.

...

Stepping out of the examination hall, Roseanne immediately received a message from Leda.

A week ago, they had agreed to celebrate after their interviews, planning to meet at their favorite French bistro.

Roseanne opened her maps app, ready to hail a ride.

Suddenly, a familiar voice called out from behind her.

"Roseanne? It is you!"

Hertha had also come for the second round of interviews that afternoon.

She had arrived early to get accustomed to the environment, hoping it would ease her nerves. She hadn't expected to bump into Roseanne.

"What's this..." Hertha Sherwood looked her up and down.

"Interviews," Roseanne replied calmly.

"You passed the written exam?!" Her surprise almost made her voice crack.

"Yes."

"How many points?"

"412."

top scorer

slightly taken aback. "Was I? I

act. What's the point of pretending?" Hertha sneered, her voice dripping with

barely making it to the interviews, and couldn't believe Roseanne had

felt wronged; she genuinely hadn't paid attention to the

the message about her interview schedule,

according to scores from high to low, but Roseanne had never bothered

believe it, just

it

said, too exhausted to explain further. What Hertha thought of her didn't matter

it off with Murray Sherwood, pleasing his family was

the house, love the crow; fall out of love, and everything related turns

Hertha stopped

her gaze inquisitive,

You've finished

"Yes."

the questions hard? What did they ask?

want me to spill the

that serious. Besides, the questions they asked you might not be the same

different questions, you should understand

locked eyes with her, enunciating each word, "we're in competition, what makes

Hertha was at a loss