Chapter 602

The warmth of the tea seeped through the cup and into Roseanne's palms, but it felt lukewarm compared to the brief warmth that had enveloped her waist moments earlier.

Suddenly, knock, knock, knock-

The sound of someone at the door.

"Who is it?" she asked, making her way to the door.

Owen Reynolds stood outside, "Your shoe."

Roseanne was taken aback.

He had actually gone and retrieved the shoe that had been carried off.

"Thank you, Professor."

"It was nothing."

In the afternoon, Roseanne took a nap.

She got up at two and headed to the lab.

When she arrived, Scales Dixon was there, but Mamie Finch was nowhere to be seen.

Scales said, "Oh, she went to grab some drinks."

Speak of the devil, and he shall appear.

returned, carrying iced lattes, of course, including one

far from the workstations set aside for snacking and drinking, complete with a stash of

he had never shown any interest in them, and on the rare occasions he did partake, it was only because Mamie insisted. He would choose the smallest cup, sugar- free, and still

"Caley, what do you think? Is the

"...Yeah."

time, try mine, it's

"... Yeah."

so she couldn't

until the evening began to set in, and Mamie and Scales prepared to leave. "Roseanne,

to wrap up here

"Don't stay too late."

"I won't."

Roseanne packed up her workstation and locked the

fully set in, and the streetlights

cold breeze made her instinctively tuck her neck further into her scarf and

a distance, she resembled a wandering

"Roseanne"

her

with

some things to take care

her gaze to flicker shyly. However, Owen Reynolds seemed unfazed, his gaze straightforward and open,

either. Want

with a "yes," Roseanne's phone

She answered, "Hello?"

are you

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