Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

The door was shut tight, not a whisper of sound coming from inside.

It suddenly dawned on Roseanne that she hadn't seen Owen for quite a while.

They used to leave their apartments around the same time, often bumping into each other. Recently, however, their paths hadn't crossed at all.

Perhaps Owen was just too swamped with work, practically living in his lab by now.

Roseanne didn't dwell on it too much.

That evening, after spending some time at the library, she returned home around 8 PM.

Just as she entered the building, a figure rushed by her-

It was Owen, out for a night run.

She quickly called out, "Professor-"

But the man, as if he hadn't heard her, kept running.

Roseanne was puzzled. Maybe she had spoken too softly, or perhaps he was wearing earbuds?

Changing into her jogging gear, Roseanne decided to head out for a run herself.

Owen and ask him if he

be told, when it came to purchasing equipment, Owen and Ms. Payne

the weather recently, frequently visiting the hospital.

was looking to buy equipment on her own, it would reveal that Edna Moore's team was monopolizing the lab equipment, something they were desperately trying to keep under wraps.

favoring Edna, Madeleine

and for what? It would just be bad

contacting Owen seemed like

sending him two messages and making a call, Roseanne got no

he was just too busy

she had to talk to him

had arranged to meet Corley for lunch the next day, but deep down, she

pondered why that

and gentlemanly, seemed more trustworthy than Corley, who was unpredictable and aggressive. Owen's help didn't come with the pressure

intentions were too clear, too straightforward, making her

the usual route they both took for runs, Roseanne

luck and feeling

left

the cooker a delicious porridge the next morning, she kept an ear out for any sound from next

and having cleaned up the kitchen, Roseanne decided to knock directly, "Mr., Reynolds, are you there?

No response came.

"Professor?"