Adalene rolled Roselyn's vibrant green eyes as Aiden went on. She knew it had to bee too good for him to resist. So when he snatched it back from her hands she couldn't help but allow a sly smile form on her face.
At the mention of her mom she looked over at the file. She knew her mom was a scientist but didn't know what kind. She tilted her head unconciously at the new detail she aparantly missed. A geneticist? It didn't sound like her mom. Then again she did die when Adalene was only nine years of age. Perhaps she just forgot that little fact. She did remember going with her mom to work on the weekends. She assumed it was just because they couldn't get a babysitter. The sudden smells of alcohol and faint memories of needles hit her like a speeding car.
Adalene shook her head and Roselyn's black hair hit her in the face in response. She had to stay focused as Roselyn.
"You talk as if you already have the headline." she stated forcing herself to listen to Aiden's words. "I don't want this in print just yet."
She stopped herself when Aiden came to the part about her. The smile that was placed on her face before fell away. As if a layer she was hiding behind was slowly slipping.
Adalene crossed her arms over her stomach and clenched her fists. The sudden pain of her nails digging deep into her skin told her reality was in front of her eyes and to not be blinded by the thick veil.
"There really are." she agreed quietly.
She let out a rough sigh to calm her nerves and straightened back out. "Like I said I don't want it printed yet. I just need some help breaking some of the bariers. You sure you can do this? It really would mean a lot to me!" she touched his arm and looked into his eyes trying to push her thanks further in. She wanted him to know that this was no ordinary case he was recieving. This was something different. Something special. It defined Adalene.