Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 275

Chapter 275

Strolling along the riverbank, the neon signs on both sides flickered, the bustling noise of the city suddenly quieted down, giving Roseanne the illusion that both time and pace had slowed down. Side by side, a comfortable silence enveloped them, not awkward but harmoniously unspoken.

It felt as if doing nothing, just being beside this person, was the most comfortable state of being.

"How about we go up to the bridge and catch some wind?"

Roseanne suddenly suggested, a gentle breeze blowing by as she tucked a stray hair behind her ear.

Owen followed her gaze towards the distant bridge: "Sounds good, though it seems a bit far."

Roseanne joked: "What, getting tired already?"

Owen raised an eyebrow, responding: "How about we race to see who gets there first?"

He laughed at the thought, both of them in their fifties, acting like children.

But Roseanne was eager: "Alright, loser buys ice cream."

Had Leda been there, she'd have teased her for such modest ambitions.

Just ice cream, and from her cousin no less. Even if she asked for something more expensive, he wouldn't blink an eye, okay?

however, nodded

count of three. Three,

with Owen leisurely

a steady distance, neither too close nor too

breath, Roseanne's eyes

him like a smug little fox- "Mr. Reynolds, I

made

the

at

freezerce store, pointing

do

generously: "What flavor

u want?"

"Strawberry, please."

one for himself

eating

Roseanne gazed at the pitch-black sky,

seeing stars was so easy, I seldom looked

no need to look up intentionally; anytime she wanted, the stars were

her chin in her hand, her mind wandering through scattered

the exemplary child, the envy of others, yet her parents hardly imposed

to the