Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Norris asked Madge, "Honey, which one do you think looks better?"

Roseanne instinctively glanced at her mother.

Madge pondered for a moment, "They're both lovely."

"How do we choose then?"

Madge replied, "No need to choose. Let's get them all."

"What?!"

"That's too much, how much will that cost? I only need one, we have plenty at home."

But Madge had already pulled out her credit card and handed it to the salesperson, "These three, we'll take them all. Could you please wrap them up? Thank you." "Of course! Of course!"

The salesperson cheerfully went to process the payment.

Norris, like a bashful spouse, tugged at Madge's sleeve, "Babe, this is really expensive, each one costs thousands..."

"It's alright, I'll buy them for you," Madge said gently. "I just received a royalty check yesterday, it's quite a sum."

Norris was dumbfounded, "That much?"

"Yeah-"

"Honey, you're amazing!"

Madge blushed slightly.

she was still there.

quick to decide and straightforward in purchasing, whereas Madge, browsing through the women's section on the second floor, visited several stores but found nothing satisfactory. Some dresses she dismissed at a glance, not even having the desire to

remembered a small French brand that was quite niche, so much so that even its store

dresses were indeed beautiful. The moment Madge stepped in, her eyes

didn't need Roseanne's help picking,

first, one orange and one blue, different

hems featured

embroidery, exuding a classical

and the

like lace

at

Something was still missing.

continued on and then stopped in her tracks, her gaze fixed on a black dress in the display

bold than

was cinched with a white chiffon scarf, softly cascading and blending

and romantic,

...

rare leisure to