Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

"Hmm. Someone snuck into the security room and introduced a virus into the internal network through the surveillance system." Roseanne: "Who could it be?"

Owen: "The person was masked. Couldn't make out their face, but it's someone from inside Kingswell University for sure." Roseanne pursed her lips.

"We can't let them get away with this. It's a virus this time, who knows what it will be next."

Holding his smartphone, Owen let out a low chuckle.

The IT guy next to him looked puzzled. What's so funny?

That sudden laughter was kind of spooky...

Owen replied, "Alright, I'll follow your lead."

Roseanne smiled, put down her phone, and stood up to head for a shower.

...

The headache from his hangover made Murray gasp for air.

He sat up and glanced outside. It was still dark. He had slept through an entire day and night.

His stomach started to ache again. He skillfully grabbed the antacid from the nightstand and washed it down with the now cold water.

liquid passing through his esophagus into his stomach

they're not to be overused, they say. Still, nothing beats a good diet. Come on, get up and have this

tonight? I've been nurturing your stomach with soups and

drink so much? I'm

like this again, I'm really going to be

barley soup. You have to finish it, or else I-Mmph! Why do you always do this when I ask you

"Stop drinking."

like you when

is in the pot. I'm tired, going to bed

...

his life with Roseanne

had always been against

like a grandmother, but she'd always end up

mood, he enjoyed her care and found

days, when work was stressful and

often than not, they would end up

Gradually, she nagged less.

would find her waiting on

understanding, even feeling

What man doesn't socialize?

is like going to a