Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

After dropping Millie off at school, Beverley reminded her to stay safe and watch out for her tummy before instructing the driver, "Let's head back." "Of course, ma'am."

Seated in the back, Beverley glanced at the hideously ugly scarf beside her and couldn't help but grimace.

The more she looked at it, the less she liked it, promptly tossing it under the seat as if it were something revolting.

Thinking of Millie, Beverley sighed. Her looks were average, and her manners lacked grace. To put it nicely, she was a "plain Jane"; to be blunt, she was "petty." Her gaze inadvertently fell back on the scarf-

Hot pink, both tacky and outdated, no fancy packaging could save its inherent shoddiness.

She had to admit, coming from a humble background did have its limitations.

Recalling the gifts Roseanne used to give her-silk scarves, jewelry, handbags, each item exquisite and perfectly suited for her, it was clear they were chosen with care... With that thought, Beverley mentally scoffed!

Why was she even thinking about that unfortunate thing?!

...

"Ma'am, we're home."

Beverley entered, Hertha greeted her, eyeing the elegantly

pink scarf with uneven stitches that fell short of even the

this from, and you're telling

scarf between her fingers, which seemed completely out of

was her first encounter with a

hot pink? Even the family

She said something about a handmade gift being more meaningful. I think

the fact she's carrying my grandchild, why would

she wore

her earrings, mostly custom-made or at

mean she's pregnant with

years, and here was Millie, suddenly pregnant and eager to marry into their wealthy family. Beverley shared, "I only found out today.

she

Beverley nodded, puzzled.

it. Why would she bypass

child, and she decided to go straight to