Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

"Answer me, is it or isn't it?"

Millie shook her head, replying, "No, it's not... I... I didn't... Murray, you're hurting me..."

Murray pulled at the nightgown she was wearing, his smile filled with scorn, "Then how do you explain this? If you haven't done it before, how come you're so good at it?" When they first got together, he felt something was off. Just the night before, he was all over Roseanne, and then he wakes up next to Millie?

He chalked it up to a drunken mistake, thinking he had hallucinated the whole thing, never considering he'd been played!

Thinking about it made Murray's blood boil.

"You're pushing me to my limits!" he roared as he yanked Millie up from the floor, "Get out! Get out of my house!"

Overcome with rage, Murray felt his temperature rising.

His body felt like it was on fire...

He swayed slightly, his Adam's apple bobbing in discomfort.

Wait a minute! Murray's expression turned ice cold, realizing his symptoms were more akin to...

"Did you drug me?!"

away, clearly

How

of harsh breaths, the fire in his heart burning even brighter,

fear, and stood up, her tears streaming down as she approached him, "Murray, I know you must

her lip, Millie said, "I can help you,

she spoke, she began to slip off

you. Even if I'm just a stand-in for another woman, even if you're calling out

mind."

need me right now, you need a woman. What Roseanne can't do, I can. What she's unwilling to do,

had lowered herself to

there's no blooming in the dust, only to be

Murray laughed mockingly, "You think you can

do

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toe, you're nothing like her. Not even

offering to help?

would be an insult to the

words were harsher with each utterance, but Millie seemed not to hear

pressed against him, she tiptoed, her lips

know you're in pain, it's okay, I'll help