Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

"I'll skip dinner. Got some stuff to handle. Let's catch up later, okay?" Roseanne always had a way of letting people down easy, her good-natured refusal leaving no room for Cliff to feel slighted.

She was holding a designer jewelry box, a sign she wasn't making excuses. Cliff noticed, but before he could say more, Roseanne had breezed past Murray, making a beeline for the exit without a second glance.

The atmosphere tensed up. Cliff stole a look at Murray's sour expression and awkwardly tried to smooth things over. "Uh, Murray, maybe Roseanne didn't see you. Don't take it to heart..."

Mentioning it worsened Murray's mood. He cleared his throat, opting to stay silent, though he thought, 'Roseanne's standing her ground this time!'

The sales girl asked, "Sir, are you still interested?"

Murray's eyes snapped up, cold as ice. "Of course, why wouldn't I? Give me the most expensive one."

Murray thought, 'If she doesn't want it, someone else will!'

When Roseanne arrived, the party was in full swing at a villa down Crescent Lane. The place was bustling, and the moment people recognized her, the air filled with unspoken judgments. When she was Murray's plus-one, she was a regular at these gatherings, blending into the crowd without much fuss.

without her prince? Six years of her life was all for nothing, just another cast-off. The

straight to Leda, handing

why don't you stay? The

going. Don't drink too

judgment Anne would face if she stayed. "Got it, Miss Nagger! Karl will

the

see that? Roseanne showed up, the

Do you see what Roseanne is wearing? My cleaner dresses better." "Everyone knows she was practically his maid,

Karl caught a glimpse of Roseanne's

he found the harsh words unbearable, yet Roseanne seemed

She had anticipated this kind of talk when

Cole, just a moment. I'll bring

up at the sky. The sun was setting, and the breeze was gentle.

slightly tipsy