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 blue and white combination was a refreshing

vase on her coffee

she knocked on Owen Reynolds' door with the other

you. It'll look great on your

see the striking blue roses paired with the crisp, clean

a moment, he was unsure whether

would share half the flowers with

was, in her eyes, just

his earlier tentative confession, which

ease.

it

why don't you

pitch black

Roseanne glanced past him,

shrouded in darkness, curtains tightly

flicker of something in his eyes, "Came

to the bedroom, didn't

think much of it, "Well, get some

"Alright."

watched her walk away before he closed the

in his hand, a wry

TV stand in the dark, bending to set them

a

the

dark house was suddenly

was

in the shape

He smirked at himself.

Owen Reynolds rose from the couch, took