Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“Blair, let me drink that for you. I have a better capacity for alcohol than you do.”

“Oh there’s no need. It’s just beer; there is very low alcohol content in it.” Blair shook her head.

The boy sitting next to them burst out laughing when he heard the proposal.

“Joslyn, you’re one to talk! Look at the three glasses of beer in front of you. You haven’t even finished your own portion yet.”

The game progressed quite rapidly and pretty soon, the table in front of the eight players was full of glasses and bottles of beer. Those who hadn’t taken part in the game helped them open the bottles and fill the glasses. Some of them were beginning to lose their senses now.

Angela’s Library

Blair thought that after her third call, no one else would call her anymore. One important reason behind that was that she hadn’t kept in touch with her old friends for long ever since she began to study abroad. However, much to her surprise, she still received quite a number of calls after that. Maybe some of her followers found the game interesting and were just calling her for fun. However, what annoyed her the most was that some of the calls were from completely strangers who had deliberately pulled a prank on her. Most probably, they were the followers of the other seven contestants.

was busy herself with her own portion of beer. Helpless, she

girl gloated as she pointed to a wealthy boy sitting on the sofa. About a dozen tall glasses were already placed in front of him and his phone didn’t seem to be showing

that bad. But she was already feeling

had made the choice herself. She had volunteered to take part in this game, so no matter how much she regretted her decision, she had to face the consequences. She picked up a glass of beer resignedly and began to gulp it down. It

eight gamers became. Loud music soon began to drift over from their table. Blair and Joslyn were singing at the top of their Lungs. One of the songs they chose turned out to be a

to send up a new post in

I can’t take another one. Don’t call me anymore.” There were several crying emojis after that and a few

pathetic manner. But she was drunk now. She was going to have no

sent out the second post, a lot of people commented below, saying that they were willing to come over and drink her glasses for her. Who would have

browsed through the comments and replied, “No, thanks. It’s just a game. It will be over soon.” She didn’t want to involve anyone outside the group

sent it to the boys who had

very soon after that, she received

anymore. Turn