Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Leda was at a loss for words.

"Ah, such a shame."

"No worries," Leda said with a slight smile, "a broken phone can be replaced, a lost SIM card can be reissued. After all, my number hasn't changed, so staying in touch isn't an issue." Most of the time, they were the ones reaching out to her anyways.

Leda rarely made the first move.

After all, she could always find someone new at the drop of a hat, so why bother with the old?

York was shocked. Oh, he hadn't thought of that before.

Leda snatched her broken phone back, "Touch my stuff again, and I swear I'll break your hands, believe it or not!"

With that, she stormed out of the living room.

Her ride had already been arranged; she didn't need anyone's help, just leaving was enough.

York hurried after her, "It's just... I thought your phone number was a bit unlucky, what with all those 8s. How about we get you a new one? Something flashy, all 6s, how does that sound?"

"8s are unlucky?" Leda rolled her eyes, genuinely thinking this guy was not right in the head.

"Haven't you heard of the 18 levels of hell?"

Leda rolled her eyes at him. "Just shut it, will you? Don't pester me!"

With that, she ignited the engine, released the handbrake, and zoomed off, leaving York hopping mad behind her.

"You woman! You have no idea how good you had it! The VIP numbers I collect are never for outsiders, you know?!"

no matter how loud he yelled, Leda couldn't hear

even if she did, she'd

stood on the

before speaking, "Ms. Reynolds doesn't seem to pay

for the best," Katrina said, arms crossed. Having just finished a spa treatment, her skin was glowing, and she exuded an air of lazy luxury. "These men, the easier they get

to her, asking, "Melba, do you know what that's

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called playing hard

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you talk about your

stating facts, dear. Whether it's my son or his father, they're all the

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and complained about York, calling him an "idiot"

spoke up, "...Do you think

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for a

mone intentionally broke me!

phone?"

Roseanne: "Yeah."

gain from

"...You don't see?"