Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

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.

she

laid his heart bare, how would they move forward?

and eventual distance. This

was interrupted by his neighbor, Mrs. Henderson,

was

a soft spot

took a shower, put

catch Roseanne, but he also witnessed

roses.

the

I'm being presumptuous.

a gentle smile, "I just

intently, eyes

love," she began. "What's

find a true

to drag away. My mom called it being steadfast. But know

her belief was in knowledge, academia,

he became her

her disdain for him, she had to admit they

genuinely devoted, considering each

unpredictable, and

six years might seem like they wasted her youth, but who's to say they didn't also