Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Leda rolled her eyes, cursing, "Bitch."

"You shouldn't have stopped me earlier," she huffed, barely flexing her muscles. "If it really came down to it, that old witch wouldn't stand a chance."

Roseanne, recalling Millie's sour expression upon leaving, couldn't help but snort with laughter, quickly trying to pacify her friend, "Come on, don't be mad. It's not worth it." "They're just two nobodies. It's not worth getting worked up over."

Leda nodded in agreement, "Exactly! But if there's a next time, I'm definitely not holding back."

Anne was always the more laid-back one, but if it came down to it, she'd step in; she could throw a punch.

"Got it-" Roseanne chuckled, "You've had a rough day. My treat, what do you feel like eating?"

Leda slung an arm around her shoulder, "That's what I've been waiting to hear! Come on, let's go indulge in some good food and spicy treats."

"Wait, shouldn't I be the one saying that?"

"As long as the message gets across, it doesn't matter who says it."

***

In the car.

the report, remembering the doctor's words about Millie's pregnancy being promising, and she

her first time meeting

was with Murray, he never talked about his family. She only knew

Murray broke up with her, Millie tried every possible

firm stance

number, called her, and told her about the

with Millie and

future mother-in-law, Millie took a

this is a small gift from me. It's not much, but

of her to bring a gift, seemingly more sensible than Roseanne, "Did you prepare this yourself? That's very thoughtful-" But

gift box

was handmade

mediocre at best, even

Did you knit this

I did. Do

to say she "liked"

forced a smile, internally