Burning Passion: Love Never Die

A woman Miller’s age also emerged from the vehicle. Then they walked into the housing estate together, arm in arm.

One thing particular struck him: that wasn’t Blair! After a brief moment of confusion, he realized what was going on.

He thought she was happy. Now he knew she wasn’t.

Complex emotions filled him. Part of him was glad while the rest of him felt sorry for her. He didn’t know which one affected him more. When a dull pain shot through his heart, he knew the answer.

He called someone on his phone and asked him to call Blair.

Blair was at work when she got the call. It was from an unknown number.

“Blair, your fiance had an accident. He’s at home now,” the person at the other end of the line told her. ‘An accident? He’s supposed to be at work.

When did this happen?’

the time Blair had more questions, the person had already

The mysterious caller had left. She went to her boss and asked to leave

Angela’s Library

Miller was okay.

she hastily got off and dashed into the housing estate. Wesley followed quietly behind

soundproof at all. Maybe too horny, Miller and the woman didn’t even make it

she wasn’t sad, because she wasn’t in love

felt bad about that. Maybe it was her fault he was having

Blair opened the door and walked into the living room. The room was empty.

closed the door, she figured the two might get startled by the noise. She was right. She could hear both of them discussing this. She heard the girl say, “Expecting someone?” Miller mumbled something about how Blair was supposed to be at work.

time to get dressed. Then,

“Miller.”