Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Murray was deaf to the world.

As he reached the staircase, Cliff caught up with him, pressing him against the wall. "Cut it out, Murray. Just go back, Roseanne won't even open the door for you..." "I've got something for her."

Cliff paused, "What's that?"

Murray fished out a tube of allergy relief cream from his pocket. "She gets allergies this time of year. I'm taking this to her..."

In that moment, Cliff felt a lump in his throat.

How did two people, once so deeply in love, end up here?

"Right," Murray nodded, "I'm here to bring her the cream... she needs it... she really does..."

His voice faded, growing fainter, until his vision blurred and he slumped to the ground.

Cliff quickly hoisted him up and dragged him towards the car.

But as he looked back at the SUV parked at the end of the alley, he couldn't help but let out a deep sigh...

By the time they got back to the mansion, it was 1 a.m.

The butler opened the door, and Cliff said, "Give us a hand here! He's drunk, maybe brew some coffee or something to sober him up..." Once he'd given his instructions, he drove off.

Millie had already gone to bed, deep in sleep, when the noise downstairs woke her up.

Reluctantly, but for the sake of Murray and her dreams of marrying into wealth, she fought the urge to sleep, threw on a coat, and went downstairs.

I'll handle him," Millie said, moving forward to

Ma'am, it might not be safe for you right now..." the

man's weight was no

concern, "I know my own body, just

no choice but to pass Murray

moment Millie took over, she

she quickly called out to the butler, "You take him, I'll get

some water, Murray was slightly

lit up as she crouched in front

gaze was ice

quickly corrected, "Murray, how are you feeling? Better?"

Millie was taken aback.

"Didn't you hear me?"

scared, I..." Millie's eyes filled with

remained emotionless, unaffected: "Don't

Millie stood up

her,

butler's surprised look. She took a deep breath,

to calm down,

smile-

still be

a

is who.

soup,