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?"

"That's none of your concern," Lysander said.

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.

"Ms. Whitman, are you alright?"

he managed to

her eyes red, glanced at David and then quickly looked away, saying in a hurry, "I'm

that, she walked past David and

clearly saw her eyes, red and watery like those

heart, causing an unprecedented flutter within him. David snapped back to reality, startled by his own reaction.

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into the diner, pushing Lysander's wheelchair to the

Thalassa at the table. Alaric joked, "With Lysander here, it's a whole

not even waiting for Hertha. Thalassa inwardly scorned Alaric. She had clearly told him

still joking

said, "I got here first, to set up a

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