Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 695 "So, let's all try to understand each other a bit better, okay?"

Though Murray's face was still a mask of stiffness, the uproar had ceased. Clearly, he had taken those words to heart.

Grace let out a soft sigh of relief, but...

The whispers and pointed stares from the crowd were making her uncomfortably self-conscious.

After all, her boyfriend had just made a public spectacle over another woman. And not just any woman, but a fellow student from the same college, albeit under a different mentor. The gossip mill would have a field day with this.

Gossip, as it turns out, is a universal pastime. The size of the audience depends on the juiciness of the story.

Sybil watched the commotion over Roseanne with a derisive snort, "Ridiculous!"

All this fuss over... what?

Roseanne was still alive, wasn't she?

all this drama

the middle of the night like she's some kind of royalty. Like we all owe her something?" Mamie shot back, "How can you even talk like that? She's one of us. If you're not going to help, fine, but there's no need to stir up trouble in front of

help. But since Mr. Slater here is so aggrieved, perhaps he should just go home and get some sleep. We're not insisting you lend a hand, but there's

out here in the cold?!" Sybil rolled her eyes and followed him, "I'm tired. Going back to

The crowd gradually dispersed.

monkeys. Plus, with nothing left to see, sticking around seemed

the end, only Murray, Grace, a few staff members, Scales, Mamie, and three of the supervising

sky began to

rain fell softly, adding to the chill

carrying a damp chill, seeped through the cracks of the wooden window frames, frosting them with a misty

coat tighter around her, walked to the window and peered out with

lay an impenetrable darkness,

you have

the morning, as the rain eased and the temperature dropped sharply Owen Reynolds remarked, "Must be the climate

a tropical zone,

in an area simulating a tropical desert climate,