Burning Passion: Love Never Die

But…

“Ouch!” She almost sprained her ankle. His car was really high off the ground. She paused a moment to make sure she was okay. It dawned on her this was the first time she had gotten out of Wesley’s car without his help.

But she didn’t have the time to care about that. She slammed the door behind her and rushed towards the crowd.

People there were talking about what was going on, and that was when she finally knew. She raised her head to look at what was causing all the fuss. In the dim lights, she saw a little kid sitting on the balcony of the thirteenth floor, crying. The neighbors said it was a two-year-old boy.

The neighbors had knocked on the boy’s apartment door for several minutes, but no one answered. They guessed that the kid was home alone.

The boy walked to the balcony to look for his parents and then climbed onto the windowsill. It was dangerous since the balcony had no bars, nothing to stop him from falling. The kid could fall at any moment.

Someone had already called the police, but they hadn’t arrived yet.

Wesley, and saw him rush inside

but the crowd was thick, and they weren’t interested in letting anyone through. After all, everyone had a hard-won vantage point, so

A ‘s

Wesley was hard at work saving people

decided to wait for him in the crowd.

Her heart leapt to her throat. The crowd erupted in cheers when they saw a man in a military uniform jump onto the

and the fact that no Lights came from the windows on either side of the boy made it worse. Apparently

only Light came from that one unit on the fourteenth floor. That was why Wesley had to get

edge of the balcony with his hands and step on the air-conditioning unit jutting from

that soldier. He asked us what

what he Looks like, but

hope he

the child