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.

if he knew where to get a

came to purchasing equipment, Owen and Ms. Payne were

weather recently, frequently visiting the hospital. Roseanne didn't want

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. Given Ms. Payne's fiery temper, she would probably storm out of the hospital to confront

the department clearly favoring Edna, Madeleine

that hassle, and for what? It would just be bad

seemed like the

sending him two messages and

guessed he was just too

only chance she had to

lunch the next day, but deep down, she preferred sourcing

pondered why

was because Owen, being so honest 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

route they both took for runs, Roseanne

another lap with no luck and feeling quite worked out, she headed

left

delicious porridge the

to knock directly, "Mr.,

No response came.

"Professor?"