Burning Passion: Love Never Die

She then sat up. Her eyes went wide and she jumped out of bed, rushing towards the bathroom. She felt a large amount of menses gushing out.

However fast she ran, it was too late. Her pants were red; some even dripped on the floor.

She grabbed a rag, got it wet and went to town on the carpet. She kept herself busy cleaning and totally forgot about her dream. She didn’t even have the time to think about how she got from the sofa to the bed.

Someone had moved her, but she didn’t stop to wonder about that.

When she walked to the Living room, she was surprised to find there was no food on the table. She remembered she had put the barbecued dish on the table. But where was the food? No skewers or bits of food in the bin, either. So where did it go?

‘Did Wesley really come back last night? Did he eat the rest of the food?’ she wondered.

But still, she didn’t stop to ask herself a very vital question. Who moved her from the sofa to the bed?

look at Wesley’s bedroom. The

over to his room and peeked inside. He wasn’t there. His room was as neat and tidy as it always was. The quilt was carefully folded and placed at the end of the

into the washing machine two days ago when she did the laundry. She forgot to help him

his bed? Now, she was sure Wesley came back Last night and

forehead remorsefully. She had missed a chance

her dream. Was it a dream? Or

in the office when

L A ‘s L I B R A R

available tonight?”

paused and then answered, “Yes.” She had planned to work overtime.

you up at

going?”

her, “Some friends of mine are