Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Cliff was just about to stand up, eager to find a quiet corner to take the call, when suddenly, Murray and York simultaneously laid hands on his shoulders. Murray signaled everyone to keep it down while York promptly turned off the Spotify playlist blaring through the

speakers. Their coordination was like a well-rehearsed dance, smooth and silent.

Swallowing hard, Cliff felt the weight of the world on his shoulders. This was big.

On the other end of the line, Roseanne had been wrestling with the decision to make this call for what seemed like an eternity. Madge's contract was on the brink of expiration. If they didn't renew with Nadine, they'd be back to square one, scouting for a reliable editor with a knack for mystery and thrillers, and ideally, someone with a solid marketing network.

After much deliberation, Cliff was the only name that came to mind, someone who could possibly bridge her to the media and publishing world.

Roseanne's hesitation wasn't about whether it was appropriate to ask Cliff for help; she knew he wouldn't hesitate if he could assist. Despite her and Murray calling it quits, her bond with Cliff had transcended their mutual connection to Murray. What really made her pause was whether she should be making this decision for Madge without consulting her first.

conversation with Norris earlier that day, who mentioned Madge was on a creative streak, tirelessly working through nights with undiminished zeal, Roseanne decided against disturbing her creative process. "Cliff, are you busy

busy for you, Roseanne. What's up?" Cliff responded, his tone instantly serious, ready for

his friend. Cliff's demeanor towards Roseanne wasn't just that of a friend's ex; it was of

perplexed him.

and Roseanne maintain such a close rapport even after her breakup with him? Especially when Cliff, for all his easygoing charm,

nodding and humming in understanding.

a good

a tall order," he mused, scratching

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