From the initial normalcy to the blossoming of a faint blush on her cheeks, and then to the deepening red that spread all the way to her ears, the entire transformation unfolded in less than ten seconds. Each stage of change was witnessed by Roseanne, and it was truly

hard not to be taken aback.

Owen murmured, "...might be a bit stuffy in the car."

Quick as a flash, Roseanne rolled down her window, "Feeling any better?"

"Yeah."

...

After dropping her off, Owen remembered an experiment he had initiated midway through the day and hadn't yet concluded, prompting his return to the lab.

Roseanne sprawled on the couch, the adrenaline rush now subsided, leaving her feeling as if her bones had turned to jelly, wishing she could meld into the couch.

Closing her eyes, the car scene involuntarily flashed through her mind. The details seemed magnified tenfold. She recalled Owen's distinctively jointed hand, the tenderness in his touch when it rested on her head, giving her the illusion of being cared for and encouraged... Perhaps it wasn't an illusion?

He really was encouraging her.

all there

tilt of

the place in a bit of a state,

Roseanne had tried to fix it up, covering it with wallpaper or using light fixtures

if you looked closer or turned the lights up bright, all the ugliness

and despised, it

close meant not

long sigh of

her heart rate had

and

Everything else could wait until tomorrow! And if not tomorrow, then the day after. If not the day after,

Ah, how wonderful!

...

Another busy week passed.

Sunday, Roseanne's day off.

Leda was also off

of the holiday season, Roseanne picked out the best-reviewed movie

comedic faces. Even Roseanne,

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