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

again before Carlos turned around as if

noticed the girl behind him, so she took off her sunglasses and beamed, “Son, is this Debbie?

“Mom, this is Debbie

“married” froze the smile on Tabitha’s face. ‘Married? This

of the woman’s facial expression, Debbie greeted, “Mom, I’m Debbie. Glad to

had seen the world. She put on a

you’re beautiful. My son has good

which Debbie blushed, her nervousness obviously showing on

not a place to talk.

airport for only a few minutes, by now, a lot of people in the hall were already gazing

so that Carlos and