Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“Okay. We’ll head home after we drop off Megan.”

After that, he closed the door and sat in the driver’s seat.

Debbie watched him start the car and sighed. He didn’t understand her at all.

The car sped down the road in the darkness. Sitting in the back, Debbie looked outside the window blankly, wide awake. The headlights of other cars knifed through the gloom. The girl in the passenger seat was giggling and speaking to Carlos. It bothered Debbie so much she wanted to plug her ears.

Carlos didn’t talk much and only responded when it was necessary. He didn’t seem all that perturbed by the situation. But he never embarrassed Megan by allowing awkward silence. He made conversation quite pleasant for the girl. And the way she was carrying on, you could tell she enjoyed every minute.

The car slowed down as it approached a large, fancy housing community.

‘This must be where the girl lives, ‘ Debbie thought. There were tens of floors in each building. The skyscrapers made Debbie wonder whether

apartment was a gift

came to a halt,

It’s dark, and not safe for you

Carlos offered.

care so much about her? Her building is right there! Only a heartbeat away from the car! How

guards patrolling the area,

Uncle Carlos,” Megan

at Debbie before exiting the car, only to find that she was in the back seat, back straight, eyes closed. Assuming that she was asleep, he got

waited in the car for twenty minutes, but there was no

laughing. ‘That bastard is

she would have exploded

in front of Carlos,