The Scientist He Erased Returns

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rating the scientific journals that defined my career from the forgotten keepsakes that marked

arket is hot for properties near the institute, Dr.

es, was quickly sold. I didn't even look back as the new owners signed the papers. It was just a building, devoid of the warmth I ha

ccable, my demeanor professional. No one dared ask about the sudden cancellation

I've misplaced the analysis of the polymer's tensile str

once so eager to respond, were now still. It

arefully prepared coffee, the obscure reference books already open on his desk. His muttered thank

re getting to me. He simply expected my presence, my competence, my unwaverin

o the periphery, a wallflower in a room full of blossoming egos.

a dress the color of champagne, effervescent, just like her. Alston, for his part, looked marginally les

urs were not of science tonight, but of speculation. The new power couple. So much

us organizational skills have made my transition incredibly smooth. All those perfectly labeled files, the streamlined protocols... she's truly set a high bar

ched at my sides. But then, a strange calm

groundwork proved useful, Dr. Gamble. It's always satisfying to see one's e

nt, landed on me. A flicker of surprise. He hadn't expected me to speak, let alone to del

ndered me invisible. He saw a function, not a person. My feelings,

the exit, eager to disappear into the nig

aced with a familiar, demandi

"There's nothing lef

on palpable. "This isn't like you. The house, the tr

rationally." I took a deep breath, the words I'd rehearsed a hundred times in my head now spilling out, cold