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,

took off, with

steady distance, neither

the bridge out of breath, Roseanne's

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

made his

the

at

store,

do

generously: "What flavor

u want?"

"Strawberry, please."

picked one for himself

lazily on the curb, eating their ice cream,

the pitch-black sky, her tone tinged

was so easy, I seldom

there was no need to look up intentionally; anytime she wanted,

Roseanne rested her chin in her hand, her

envy of others, yet her parents hardly

Cole, busy to