Burning Passion: Love Never Die

He turned around and stretched out his right hand, saying, “Be careful.”

In a long, light tan overcoat, also wearing sunglasses, Debbie took his hand and smiled, “You’re being overcautious. I’m wearing sneakers, so I won’t fall.”

Carlos returned her a tender smile. Straight out of the car, they sauntered into the waiting room arm in arm.

As they waited, Debbie was on the lookout, keenly observing every woman of about fifty and above. Fidgeting, she wondered if Carlos’ mother looked her age, or if she was one of those few who retained youthful looks even in old age. Luckily, before Long, a middle-aged woman in a limited edition Giorgio Armani white mink walked out of the VIP passage, accompanied by two bodyguards.

“There’s Mom,” said Carlos. Debbie had butterflies in her stomach.

As Carlos walked over for a hug, Debbie watched from aside. The woman too was wearing trendy sunglasses and carried herself with grace that spoke for her blue blood.

‘Is that his mom? She looks amazing.‘ From the way she talked to

could see a gentle, caring mom that many could only

hugged again before Carlos turned around as if to introduce

so she took off her sunglasses and beamed, “Son, is this Debbie?

proudly announced, “Mom, this is Debbie Nelson. We’re married.” Then he

the smile on Tabitha’s face. ‘Married? This is huge. How

the woman’s facial expression, Debbie greeted, “Mom,

seen the world. She put on a smile and

glad too. Debbie, you’re beautiful. My son has

which Debbie blushed, her nervousness obviously showing

her into his arms and suggested, “Mom, this is not a place to talk. Let’s get in the

was in the city. Although they had made their appearances at the airport for only a few minutes, by now, a lot of people

opened the passenger door and intended to get in so that