Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Her eyes, once filled with rage, suddenly sparkled with realization.

Of course! That explains the top spot in the interview.

Without wasting a moment, Hertha whipped out her smartphone and snapped several shots of the two walking away.

After capturing the moment, she glanced at the photos. Owen was a step behind Roseanne, his tall frame casting a protective shadow over her delicate figure.

From this angle, it seemed as though he was subtly embracing her.

This trip was definitely worth it.

Narrowing her eyes, Hertha felt no remorse. It was Roseanne who had crossed a line, challenging her.

She hurried back to her car, eager to open her laptop and navigate to the Kingswell University's official website.

Quickly, she found a contact email on the homepage.

She uploaded the photos and crafted a message filled with righteous indignation: "To prevent Kingswell University's reputation from being tarnished and to avoid setting a bad example for our students, I urge the administration to reconsider Roseanne's admission." With a click on "send anonymously," the email was on its way.

shared the post on

hit the top of the trending list and spread across the internet like wildfire. "From academic sirens to entrance exam enchantresses, no wonder so many hopefuls were rejected. It's all about who you know, not what

can happen at Kingswell University, what about other institutions? The power of academic elites is much larger than we

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today, tomorrow we might be the ones suffering

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university dares to admit her after

through social media at home when her feed t Roseanne

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from the couch, her face growing more serious

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the comments, it was as expected-a barrage of

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into her research papers, blissfully unaware of the storm