Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

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.

that was... all there

simple tilt of her eyes brought

of a

covering it with wallpaper or using light fixtures for concealment, those unsightly marks stubbornly remained,

not be noticeable. But if you looked closer or turned the lights up bright,

aspects, to be loathed and despised,

meant not seeing too

this, Roseanne let out a long sigh of relief, touching her

her heart rate had returned to

and headed

and a good night's sleep were what she needed. 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.

not returning Leda's call and, as Leda was also off work, they decided to

the tail end of the

comedic faces. Even Roseanne, who wasn't much for following celebrities, could name