Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

On the way, after a brief exchange, Owen and Roseanne fell into their worlds of silence.

Owen had picked his usual ride for the day. Perhaps sensing Roseanne's somber mood, he kept the car at a considerate pace, neither too fast nor slow.

Upon reaching the suburbs, the security guard at the gated community greeted Roseanne with a nod. "Ms. Cole, I haven't seen you for a while. Have you been away on business?" Roseanne gave a weak smile but said nothing. Owen glanced at her and decided not to ask any more questions.

They arrived at the villa in silence, and Owen parked the car.

"I'll just be a minute. Just need to grab some books," Roseanne said, stepping out of the car.

Owen offered to help. "Do you need a hand?"

She shook her head. "No, it's just a few books. I can manage."

With that, she headed toward the villa.

The doorbell chimed, and Sadie's voice floated through, "Coming!"

Upon seeing Roseanne, Sadie exclaimed with surprise, "Ms. Cole!"

You're finally back!

Roseanne smiled. "Just here to pick up some stuff..."

"Are you..."

in his pajamas, Murray stood at the top of the stairs, arms crossed, a smirk

You sure you can handle it?" He held a coffee mug, looking down

the deal to take my stuff and go? Whether I can carry them is my problem," Roseanne retorted, heading

by

the study, Roseanne methodically packed the books into sturdy canvas bags. Each movement was

watched from

a cabinet,

icy as Roseanne sweated

the effort without asking

bet

as Roseanne was ready to drag the bag

and grabbed her by

I to

return for anything, and now, here you are, willing to step into this house for some damn

for air, struggling.

his eyes blazing. "Answer me! What am I to you? Your lap dog, to come and

you wanted

Have you forgotten?