Lysander didn't publicly call her out or blame her, which was more than enough to save her face.

Rosalind had always been known for her intelligence and grace. Seeing that Lysander was upset, she naturally wouldn't go against his wishes.

She took the project materials out of her backpack and handed them to Lysander, ready to leave. Still worried, she asked, "How will you get home later?"

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A tear welled up in Rosalind's eyes, which she fought hard to suppress, and then she turned and walked away.

As she passed by Thalassa, she glanced at her and saw Thalassa looking at her curiously. She quickly averted her gaze, not wanting Thalassa to see her reddened eyes. She didn't want to be the butt of Thalassa's joke!

Rosalind quickened her pace and bumped into someone at the entrance of the diner, nearly falling. The person caught her, steadying her shoulders.

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bumped into him. Thankfully, he managed to steady her shoulders in time, or she would have fallen right into his

eyes red, glanced at David and then quickly

walked past David and

eyes, red and watery like those of a frightened rabbit. She was obviously holding

and pitiful, was like a pebble landing in David's heart, causing an unprecedented flutter within him. David snapped back to reality, startled by his own reaction. Was

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the diner, pushing Lysander's wheelchair to

David, and Thalassa at the table. Alaric joked, "With Lysander here, it's a whole different vibe. Even the inseparable BFF can be put aside to rush over here,

she heard Lysander would be there, not even waiting for Hertha. Thalassa inwardly scorned

still joking about her and

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