Chapter 700 Owen Reynolds barely glanced back as he spoke, his words as exasperating as his departing figure: "She told me." Corley & Murray: "..."

When Roseanne woke up, it was daytime outside.

No sunshine, but no rain either, just a cold wind whipping the bare branches, with not a leaf to fall.

Sitting up, she was hit by the distinct smell of hospital disinfectant - pungent and unpleasant. She couldn't help but rub her nose.

Glancing at her ankle, now wrapped up like a Thanksgiving turkey, she couldn't see much but gingerly tried moving it. Thankfully...

It still hurt, but not as much as before.

Leda Reynolds came in with a thermos, startled to see Roseanne sitting up, "What are you doing up?! You need to lie down! The doctor said you have to keep off your foot, no moving around!"

"I was terrified when I got the call at work. Thank goodness you're alright."

Leda had been busy lately, and it had been a while since they last saw each other. One was buried in

work, the other in academia, so their chats had become less frequent.

But true friendships aren't built on constant chatter; they're proven when someone shows up exactly when you need them.

Like now.

how long have

and a night. It's

wanting to

to

got to the hospital, I found three guys guarding your bed like old-time knights. Owen Reynolds was okay, but Corley

Mamie and Caley. They waited for a long time, and I didn't want them to wear themselves out, so I asked them

my phone? Did my parents call? They must be worried if I didn't

slightly irritated. "Your ankle's in bad shape; the doctor said it was close to a fracture. You'll need at least a week

reached out, hugging her, "Leda,

Always thinking ahead.

did you

like it?"

you start liking these subtle

choice in perfume, like her personality, was vibrant,

do you think? Does

it

a rainy day, the

Whatever you wear,

talker... Come

Roseanne quickly covered her mouth,

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