Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

"You're so handsome, I'm totally smitten, let's give it a shot, be my boyfriend..."

"Wow, aren't you the bold one," Roseanne laughed.

"My biggest virtue is my courage to dream big and act on it."

"Yeah? Maybe just stick to dreaming for now," Roseanne teased.

Corley, seemingly oblivious to her subtle rejection, grinned, "Dream first, then do."

"Not everything can be done," she said, dampening his spirits a bit.

"No worries. You gotta try, right? No regrets. Who knows? Maybe it'll happen."

Roseanne didn't respond.

At the staircase, Corley stopped, "This is you."

"Thanks."

you need anything.

"Sure."

'Sure, I'll say yes now, but when push comes to shove, I

smirk twitched at the corner of

happy with your solo gig. But maybe, just maybe, think of me if you need help? I'm not asking to be the first you

"Head up then."

room light flicked on, then

...

well taken care of. With Murray away and no one to berate her, she relished her days in comfort.

glowed and even

the other hand, slaved away, tolerating Millie's whims and

struggles with insomnia, exacerbated by Millie's unpredictable demands, left her frazzled. Even if Millie was quiet, Beverley would wake

luxuriously, shopping without a care, unaware of the concept of restraint. Fed up, Beverley

mall and sneaking back to enjoy yourself, are you living up to your duties? What if something happened to me? Don't