Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Everything familiar was thick with irony.

Why? Why did he ever say those things?

Looking back, he felt like he was under some spell, acting on whim without realizing her pain and despair.

In just a year, Roseanne had moved on, embracing college life, while he was still stuck in this private room. Trapped and with no desire to leave.

Murray's grip on his glass tightened until his knuckles turned white, and then, unexpectedly, he chuckled. The resolve he had when breaking up was now equal in regret. Seeing this, Cliff sighed, unable to persuade him otherwise, he simply joined in.

"Here, Murray, I'll drink with you."

Soon enough, Murray was plastered.

Cliff drove him back to the mansion. Throughout the ride, Murray's eyes were shut tight, mumbling, "Anne...Anne...don't leave me..."

It was tough for Cliff to watch.

Murray and Roseanne's relationship from the start.

Cliff hesitated to leave. He decided to

at the family home? Can you come

half an hour later with dark circles under her eyes and

waiting, lit up at her

sight of the drunken heap on the bed.

overboard. Can you take care of him?" Cliff said before making a hasty retreat. Sadie stopped him.

Cliff turned, puzzled. "Yeah?"

bin in

what about

leave your cigarette butts everywhere. You think the floor

and promised to be more mindful

tucking him in before muttering her way

return, she sighed, resigned to her fate. She dragged him back to bed like hauling a sack of potatoes and

IMS

until Sadie, losing patience, pinched his cheeks, turning him into a