Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

"Murray, let me fix your tie for you."

"Heh... I'm wearing a black shirt today."

Millie paused, a look of confusion crossing her face. "I know."

Forget it.

Murray gave up, thinking to himself that sometimes it's best to leave things unsaid when you're not on the same page.

A black shirt with a mixed-color tie, huh....

Only her kind of aesthetic could come up with such a combination.

Murray brushed off her hands, "If you can't do it right, don't bother doing it at all."

Without waiting for Millie's reaction, he strode away.

...

As night fell, Murray wrapped up his work and left the office.

Settling into his car, he lit a cigarette and lingered without starting the engine.

Once the cigarette had burned down, he stamped out the butt and drove off.

He didn't feel like going back to his mansion, so he ended up driving along the river, making a couple of loops.

during the drive,

he found himself back

he got scolded for his

you're something special

of fancy cars lately, huh? Wasn't there a

"Yeah, a Porsche!"

"Exactly, what's the deal?"

...

sharp, Roseanne came downstairs to

windshield, Murray watched

down her back, and she wore flip-flops, looking effortlessly chic and relaxed. Murray got out of the car,

fancy

"Move!"

Murray grew impatient. Owen stood his ground, watching Roseanne enter the building before

you're one of the Reynolds,

was calm, unbothered: "Does Mr. Sherwood have a habit of

I do?!

illegal activities is

at Owen. "You're doing all this just out of civic duty? You don't have

expression remained unchanged, his

do you have? Who do you think you are? How long have you known her compared to

length of time means

El.ne

can't make it work, while

they're meant