Burning Passion: Love Never Die

He kissed her softly on the forehead and whispered in her ear, “I don’t want to fight anymore. Let’s go home.”

“Fight? Does wanting a divorce count as fighting?’ she thought inwardly.

When they reached the villa, Carlos got out of the car and opened the back door. He took the bags and helped Debbie out of the car.

He was so considerate and careful that Debbie felt like she was a pregnant woman.

Inside Debbie’s bedroom, Carlos pulled the wrappings off a box of lipsticks and put the Lipsticks on her dressing table.

“Hey, old man, stop!” Debbie blurted out.

Women liked shopping, and also enjoyed undoing the wrappings. Sometimes it was a game, Like how intact could I leave this if I just undid some corners? The struggle was real.

said that. ‘Why is she

stop, Debbie ran toward him and took

take the wrappings off.

kissed her on the forehead and said, “Alright. Have fun

let go of her and

Carlos Leave, Debbie pouted and snapped, “Don’t think I’LL forgive you just because you apologized and got me

harsh words still

and

But he believed that she would eventually forgive him if he treated her better. Maybe someday soon her heart would yield to him and she would

after he left. There was nothing left to say, and no one around to say it to. Unable to resist the siren call of the Lipsticks, Debbie sat in front of the dressing table and began to

into two piles-those she liked

‘Kasie prefers bright colors while Kristina loves