Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 276

Chapter 276

Every time I messed up, my dad and I would huddle up, chalk it up to a lesson learned, and then scout for an even more secretive spot to regroup. But, without fail, it was like my mom had eyes everywhere no spot was too hidden for her to uncover." As Roseanne shared this, she realized Owen hadn't made a sound in a while. She asked, "Mr. Reynolds, are you listening?"

Turning her head, she inadvertently found herself lost in the depth of his eyes.

Roseanne froze.

Her hair, which had grown past her shoulders and was loosely tied during dinner, danced wildly in the night breeze.

In that moment, she was unexpectedly captivating.

"Uh-huh, I'm listening." Owen's voice was slightly raspy. "Your mother is quite the detective, with a keen eye."

Roseanne looked away, feeling a sudden tightness in her throat. She swallowed before continuing, "Of course, she's a mystery writer!"

Mystery novels are all about logic and deduction.

If Norris taught her the virtues of honor and integrity, then Madge painted the backdrop of her life, encouraging her to boldly become the person she always wanted to be.

"And what about you, Mr. Reynolds? What was your childhood like?"

replied, "Reading, studying,

"That's it?"

more, but it's

it was Roseanne's bright eyes, but

about five when I stumbled upon a physics book in my grandfather's

the concept of 'physics' at the time, but I found

of the universe and to analyze the principles of all things. The most

world was dull and

voice paused, and he turned

world began

now, it seemed,

something different

gaze was intense, his

was the first

in the heat, dripping down her hand. Feeling the cold, Roseanne suddenly stood up, "It's getting late, we should head

en

body turned, Owen couldn't see her face, but he could sense the shift in her

felt unusually off-kilter

"Alright, let's go."

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