Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

In the wee hours, a downpour began.

Murray drove back to the mansion, parked his car, but couldn't bring himself to get out.

Staring at the house that was no longer a "home" without Roseanne, he felt an emptiness inside. He pulled out a cigarette and lit it.

In the confined space, smoke swirled, unable to dissipate.

The crimson tip of the cigarette glowed between his fingers, blurring his features with its ascent.

Murray seemed to sink into the darkness, as if blending with the night itself.

The duration of a single cigarette, neither long nor short.

His gaze, previously unfocused, sharpened as the cigarette burned down-

Giving up on Roseanne was out of the question!

Having had and lost her did not mean she couldn't be won back.

If he could just win her back, maybe everything could go back to the way it was before.

Murray opened the car door, discarded the cigarette butt, and headed toward the mansion.

Millie stood at the door, her smile beaming.

Murray glanced at his watch. 1 AM, huh...

"Murray, I..."

Millie started to speak but didn't get to finish before he walked past her, heading inside.

she was

Millie's smile froze.

quickly recovered, plastering the smile back on her face: "Murray, I cooked dinner tonight. I called you, but you didn't answer. I couldn't send messages either; you

and turned to look at her, "What, are you

meant, could you unblock me? I was worried not being able to reach you," Millie

respond, clearly too uninterested

started speaking: "I didn't know when you'd be back, so I just waited... I must have reheated these dishes four or five times; they're probably

shrimp, minced meat omelette, sautéed parsley,

"What's so funny, Murray?"

did a good job. Just don't bother

The sauerkraut and verme

was allergic to shrimp, disliked minced meat

ginger floating on top were an instant

belongs to en.kikistot

knew exactly what he

Millie suppressed the urge to smash the dishes, taking a deep

"Sadie!"

No response.

"Lara-"

"... Yes, Ms. Millie?"

could; after all,

"Clean up

"And these dishes...?"

"Throw them out."

"Alright."

master bedroom, Murray lay on the bed, thoughts

dinner inadvertently leading hil

back to Roseanne.