  A New Side
      As soon as Rosie stepped into the apartment where the party was being held, she wanted to turn around and walk right out. Music was booming so loud the walls were vibrating, lights flashed all colours, and the apartment was packed with so many people it felt like there was no air in the room.
      Blaze looked down at Rosie and saw the distraught look on her face. He nudged her lightly. &quot;Maybe we should get a drink in you.&quot;
      &quot;Yes, please.&quot; Rosie followed him through the apartment, squeezing her way through many sweaty bodies. This was anything but formal and sophisticated, the types of parties Rosie was used to.
      &quot;You've changed,&quot; Blaze noted. He leaned against the counter as he poured drinks into plastic cups.
      Rosie laughed softly. She knew she had changed. A year ago, she would have never stepped foot into this apartment

  Fogged Memory
      Rosie woke up the next morning with the worst headache she had ever experienced. She couldn't open her eyes because of the sunlight that seeped through the window and blinded her vision.
      She groaned as she rolled over, when she noticed a glass of water and some aspirin sitting on her bedside table.
      She smiled weakly as she grabbed her phone and shot Blaze a text.
      'Thanks for babysitting me. Appreciate the hangover help.'
      A few minutes later, she was completely bewildered by Blaze's response.
      'Darling, I didn't make it through the front door.
      Thank your lover boy. Fucking asshole.'
      Rosie shot up straight in her bed. Lover boy? She didn't have to think long before understanding that Blaze was referring to Anthony. She laid in her bed for a long time and desperately tried to remember anything from the night before but everythin

  Old Company, Old Comforts
      &quot;I'll admit, I was surprised you called.&quot;
      &quot;You were? Why?&quot; Rosie sat across from Blaze the local coffee shop, the two of them seeing each other after over two years.
      Blaze shrugged lightly. A carefree smile rested gently on his lips. &quot;We didn't stay in contact much after the first year. I figured you moved on with life.&quot;
      &quot;Moving on doesn't meaning leaving everything behind, Winters.&quot;
      &quot;Good point,&quot; Blaze leaned back in his sip, swirling around his iced coffee in its cup. He peered at Rosie thoughtfully. &quot;How is it been being back?&quot;
      Rosie pursed her lips in thought for a moment. She sighed, shrugging her shoulders unsurely. &quot;I thought it was okay. I'm not sure anymore.&quot;
      Blaze frowned. &quot;Don't tell me Morelli still has your heart.&quot;
      Rosie'

A New Side
      As soon as Rosie stepped into the apartment where the party was being held, she wanted to turn around and walk right out. Music was booming so loud the walls were vibrating, lights flashed all colours, and the apartment was packed with so many people it felt like there was no air in the room.
      Blaze looked down at Rosie and saw the distraught look on her face. He nudged her lightly. &quot;Maybe we should get a drink in you.&quot;
      &quot;Yes, please.&quot; Rosie followed him through the apartment, squeezing her way through many sweaty bodies. This was anything but formal and sophisticated, the types of parties Rosie was used to.
      &quot;You've changed,&quot; Blaze noted. He leaned against the counter as he poured drinks into plastic cups.
      Rosie laughed softly. She knew she had changed. A year ago, she would have never stepped foot into this apartment or accepted a drink. &quot;I'm trying to step out of my comfort zone.&quot;
      &quot;How is 

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