Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Suddenly, Roseanne was alone in the room. The alarm had gone off, making the lights brighter than before. With a few steps forward, she spotted a guide sign. After breezing through the second challenge, she heard a crowded commotion not too far ahead. It seemed the exit was jam-packed with people.

Just as she hesitated to push through the crowd, another wave of people surged from behind, leaving her nowhere to go.

In the chaos, someone pushed her to the side and stepped on her foot, causing her to gasp in pain as she got pressed against the uneven wall.

Then, she felt a gaze on her and instinctively looked up to meet the eyes of a man.

Murray's heart ached when seeing Roseanne in such a mess, yet he was annoyed, too. It was indeed her. The "Anne" he thought he heard wasn't imagined.

But then, it struck him odd that she'd be enjoying a haunted house adventure, seemingly living it up after their breakup.

"Murray?" Millie anxiously tugged at Murray's arm, shooting a defensive glance at Roseanne.

Avoiding further interaction, Roseanne pushed back into the crowd, aiming to follow the others out.

The flickering lights and the chaotic crowd added to the tension until a scream pierced the air. A faux wooden sword hung precariously above, threatening to fall right where Roseanne stood.

"Watch out!" Without a second thought, Murray let go of Millie and fought through the crowd, pulling Roseanne to safety as the sword crashed to the ground with a loud thud. It turned out to be a metal sword painted to look wooden. The potential danger was apparent.

Shaken, Roseanne felt Murray's grip on her hand. He hadn't let go, but she quickly pulled away.

"Thanks," she said, her voice distant.

Murray's deep eyes clouded with a mix of feelings. "Is that all you have to say to me?"

She looked puzzled. What more was there to say between them?

"Why did you block me?" Murray stepped closer, his voice low and husky.

Roseanne was stunned.

arguments wasn't new, but she always

"Isn't removing an

when were you planning

was soft but firm. "Maybe...

at her subdued demeanor. "How long do you plan to keep this up? Don't test

the crowd as they got pushed apart again. Murray reached for her hand again but

distance, Millie watched with jealousy consuming her. She pushed through the crowd

for you. I'm scared. Don't leave me alone, please..." Her voice trembled with fear, eliciting

an announcement came through, indicating they had the issue resolved and asking the visitors to exit

didn't spare another glance as she walked out

her lip. "Murray, wait

danger inside, she was relieved to see Roseanne safe. "Are

fine.

Leda had other plans.

and Millie

going home just yet. Men are a dime a dozen. Let's

nightlife of a bustling bar. Amid the smoky and perfumed air, with neon lights flashing, Roseanne felt out

into a private booth, ordering whiskey and a cocktail for Roseanne, who hardly had strong drinks. Feeling

Murray, and their interaction was

world," she greeted

with friends and didn't expect to run into

He asked, eyeing

lightly, "No, with

"Murray?"