Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

"Come on, Roseanne, I know you're in there. Open up. Let's talk."

"Roseanne! Can you hear me?"

...

"Way to go, Roseanne, way to go! Locked the door, huh? You think that will stop me?"

From pleading to calm and gradually raging, Murray's patience was thinning by the moment.

As he was about to give up and turn away, he was caught off-guard by a pair of stern eyes. Frozen, Murray frowned deeply.

Owen stood on the steps in the dimly lit, narrow stairwell, seemingly having just climbed up to this floor.

Given the time, it was clear why he was there.

After the fiasco with Corley and Owen's showing up, Murray was infuriated yet realized that the guys around Roseanne weren't so nobodies.

Owen's background. It turned out Owen was the youngest of the Reynolds family. No wonder even Corley stepped back. Murray

if I

cut to the chase. "You should know what she means to

Owen challenged, "And?"

were smart,

I'm famously not the

is mine! She was. She's throwing a tantrum now but will always

doesn't belong to anyone. If

of love breeds the fierceness of hate. Roseanne's acting out because she loves me too much." "Don't believe me? Knock on her door yourself. She won't open it for you, either. So, stop

past him,

leave and glanced at Roseanne's door, furrowing his brows in confusion. He knew Roseanne wouldn't open the door for him. To be precise,

...

Beach, under a clear blue sky, the sound of waves was constant. The turquoise waters allowed a clear view

ago,

and with her handsome boyfriend gone home for the holidays, she'd

for the destination," Leda mused, chin