Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Aaron couldn't stand the thought of her walking away. "All these years, Murray's treated you like some prized trophy, keeping you locked away at home, making it damn near impossible for anyone else to even

glimpse you."

Roseanne looked up, her smile fading slightly. "What are you trying to say?"

Aaron took a deep breath. "Back in the day, you turned us down but ended up with him because he wouldn't give up, always the more persistent one. But did you ever stop and think that his persistence was more about winning the game than about you?"

Roseanne felt her already shattered heart torn apart again. Was what she considered deep affection merely a momentary passion, a desire to compete and win?

Seeing her face turn pale, a flicker of sympathy crossed Aaron's eyes.

He reached out, trying to touch her face, but Roseanne stepped back, putting distance between them. "Mr. Lincoln, please keep your distance."

Aaron leaned in closer. "Stop pretending. I know things are done between you and Murray."

Roseanne asked, lifting

to give it to you as long as you're with me..." Whether

into another? Mr. Lincoln, it was nice seeing you today. But from now

that, she turned

Aaron was someone she wanted to deal with right

slim figure disappear, a shadow

Do you think you can escape?" Unbeknownst to them, someone had witnessed the entire scene. York checked the photo he had taken, a satisfied smirk playing on

York with his phone,

his tone, lifting his phone

Corley glanced at the photo

with the thrill of gossip. "Not just her, but Aaron too. I've

for one woman's affection with their

darkened. "Aaron jumps in immediately after their breakup. And judging by Roseanne's reaction," He paused, his tone taking on a meaningful edge, "It seems Roseanne