"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 broadcasting

How

breaths, the fire in his heart

back her fear, and stood up, her tears streaming down as she approached him, "Murray,

Millie said, "I can

spoke, she began

I'm just a stand-in for another woman, even

mind."

perhaps even convincing herself, "Murray, let me help you, okay? You need me right now, you need a

herself to the

blooming in the dust, only to

laughed mockingly, "You think you

do

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From head to toe, you're nothing like

you're offering to help? Millie, where's your

insult to the word. A stray dog has more honor than

harsher with each utterance, but Millie seemed not to

pressed against him, she

you're in pain, it's okay, I'll help you, just like our first

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