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?

was all this drama really

herself lost and had everyone out searching in 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

your 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 no need to

on his heel. "You think I want to stand out here in the cold?!" Sybil rolled her eyes and followed him, "I'm tired.

The crowd gradually dispersed.

their monkeys. Plus,

Scales, Mamie, and three of the supervising teachers

began to

to the chill of

through the cracks of the wooden window frames, frosting them

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

some brightness, but beyond lay an impenetrable darkness, with trees swaying in the wind and

you have

temperature dropped sharply Owen Reynolds remarked, "Must be

tropical zone, where temperatures shouldn't dip so

simulating a tropical