Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Millie chuckled...

Suddenly, the door to the storage closet was flung open from the outside, and a man strode in.

As he entered, the lights blazed bright.

"Damn this woman's tried to off herself, what kind of babysitting is this?!" The manager blasted the two burly men in black, then quickly turned, all bows and scrapes, to the man in charge, "I'm so sorry, Lester, my oversight." "Get her patched up." The man spoke coolly, "It's a minor wound, she'll live."

"Right away..."

After the bleeding stopped, the manager splashed a cup of ice-cold beer on her face.

Millie slowly came to.

The man walked over, hooked her chin with the tip of his shoe, lifting her face, "Heh, if you really wanted out, you shouldn't have gone for the wrists, but the neck."

Millie, still stunned by the sudden intrusion, shuddered at the sound of his voice!

"You... you..."

Under the light, the man's smile was enigmatic, almost devilish.

"It's you! It is you, isn't it?!" She burst out, disregarding her bleeding wrist, clutching at the man's pant leg.

Millie had never seen the man's face, but she recognized his voice!

The manager's face went pale, ready to push her away, but Aaron just smiled and gestured for him to hold off.

he crouched down, face-to-face with

"Recognize me?"

I called you, why didn't you pick up?! Why can't you help me like you used to?! I've got

obligation to keep bailing you out. Secondly, you've

wrist: "You've got the courage to die, but not to

Revenge?

Murray even more,

can help you, just like

in it

to know. Just understand one thing we share the same enemy." Millie's breath hitched, "...So,

of glass from the floor, slash- Two seconds of silence, Millie clutched her face,

is your first lesson-destruction

next morning, a private jet took off

the world's most advanced cosmetic

wrapped in bandages, staring blankly

return! She must

...

morning, Roseanne arrived in the classroom

just in time, clutching a few sausage rolls and hiding a cup of coffee in her bag. "Morning, Roseanne! Hot sausage rolls, from Mrs. Watson's, absolutely delicious,

indeed a

two months into the semester, she had already scoped out all the best eats

from the

with a hint of cheese, slightly more expensive than others but totally worth it