Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Before exiting the waiting area at the airport, she called Emmett to inquire about Carlos’ grandfather’s address.

To her surprise, she received an address of a hospital.

“Hospital? Why is he in the hospital? What’s wrong?” she asked in confusion.

At the other end of the line, Emmett paused a little to think.

“Mrs.

Hilton, where are you?” He asked instead of answering her question.

“Has she really gone to New York?’ he thought to himself, a crease on his forehead.

own musings, he heard Debbie say, “I’m in

then she added, “It’s freezing cold out here.” What she said was no exaggeration, and Emmett was more

welcoming with the soft breeze of Autumn.

dropped to several degrees below zero. The young lady did not sound

was agape in shock for a bit. He had not expected her to push through with

In the meantime, I’LL arrange a car for you right away.” Despite the grave possibility

clear to Emmett, and so he insisted on being of assistance to the young

snowing heavily outside and she did not exactly have a better plan in mind. After giving it some careful thought, she turned to the side and entered the nearest coffee bar that caught

Debbie up to drive her to the hospital where the old man she

eyed the old man lying in bed, with all kinds of tubes and apparatuses inserted into

man’s

in a soft whisper, turning to the driver who had brought