Chapter 737

Owen Reynolds was never one to kid himself.

After a brief moment of escapism, he always chose to face his feelings head-on.

There was a voice inside him that consistently whispered-

You like her.

You're captivated by everything about her!

From the initial restraint to eventually accepting and now embracing it, he finally understood-feelings are never governed by logic. The more he tried to suppress his longing and desires, the more they seemed to grow wildly.

Night after night, dreams as vivid as waking reality served as a relentless reminder of his emotions.

So shameful, yet...

So incredibly wonderful.

In those dreams, she was ethereal, enchanting, effortlessly capturing his soul and holding it in the palm of her hand.

And he had no power to resist; there was nothing he could do but surrender to it.

Owen Reynolds was decisive in all things, except when it came to confessing his feelings to her.

Roseanne had just emerged from a failed relationship, throwing herself into her studies and research. She might not be ready for another romance.

if she wasn't

heart bare, how would they move forward? Pretend

only likely outcome would be awkward encounters and eventual distance.

his neighbor, Mrs. Henderson, Owen suddenly felt he

was

a soft spot for

left the lab early, took a shower, put on

only did he catch Roseanne, but he also witnessed Corley handing

roses.

for a long time, long enough for them to climb the seven flights of

Reynolds said, "I'm sorry if I'm being presumptuous. If you

with a gentle smile, "I just haven't figured

listened intently, eyes

love," she began. "What's that

priceless treasure, hard to find a true love.' It's beautiful, isn't

always said I was stubborn as a mule, impossible to drag away. My mom called it being steadfast. But know

belief was in knowledge, academia,

he became her unwavering

she had to admit they shared a happy

considering each

life is unpredictable,

they wasted her youth, but who's to say they didn't also

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