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

if he laid his heart bare, how would they move

distance.

his neighbor, Mrs. Henderson, Owen suddenly felt he

if she was

if she had a soft spot

shower, put on clean clothes, and

did he catch Roseanne, but he also witnessed Corley

roses.

long time, long enough for them to climb the seven

I'm being presumptuous. If you don't

gentle smile, "I just haven't figured out how to put it into

intently,

found true love," she began.

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

he became her

for him, she

once genuinely devoted, considering each other their

life is unpredictable, and

like they wasted her youth, but who's to say they