Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Chapter 738

But-

So what?

Feelings aren't just a side dish or a game for entertainment. Once you enter the game, you have to be all in.

But she had so many projects to finish, so many experiments left undone.

The vast ocean of Science, the towering peaks of Nature-she had just barely cracked open the gates of academia, taking the first tentative steps into the uncharted territory of research.

So much left unfinished, waiting for her attention. Who had the time or energy to fall in love?

Owen Reynolds listened, a slight heaviness settling in his heart.

But it wasn't unexpected.

If she had jumped in easily, she wouldn't be Roseanne.

"I understand." He exhaled, a slow smile spreading across his face, reaching his eyes.

Roseanne grinned back, "Professor, was the apple pie sweet?"

Owen Reynolds nodded, "Sweet."

"Then next time, I'll treat you again."

"Sure."

They said their goodbyes at the doorstep, each retreating into their own world.

Roseanne immediately unwrapped the bouquet of blue roses, dividing them into two vases.

she already had, the

placed one vase on her

Owen Reynolds' door with the other

It'll look great on your TV

striking blue roses paired with the crisp, clean baby's breath, reminiscent of a clear sky with white

unsure whether to be surprised

she would share half the flowers with

elaborate scheme was, in her eyes,

confession, which she

ease.

it seemed

don't you

It's pitch black in

Roseanne glanced past him,

living room shrouded in darkness, curtains tightly

a flicker of something in his eyes,

the bedroom, didn't

see..." Roseanne didn't think much of it, "Well, get

"Alright."

walk away before he

the flowers in his hand, a wry smile

stand in the dark,

a

the

once dark house was suddenly bathed in

usually tidy floor was

candles arranged in the shape of

He smirked at himself.

the couch, took out a lighter, and lit the