Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Recognition dawned as she locked eyes with Millie, fear and a swirl of emotions dancing across her features.

“Do not draw near. The realms of my misery are vast enough. Permit me my escape.”

Millie remained resolute, her voice a blend of gentleness and unwavering resolve. “Please, reveal what brought about this disfigurement.”

A persistent intuition told Millie that there was a puppeteer orchestrating Fiona’s fate. Could it be that her mission’s failure resulted in her unseen puppet master punishing her with this disfigurement? In the realm of a woman’s life, marring her face proved to be a devastating blow.

Fiona murmured, “It was an inadvertent scalding, an accident.”

She existed as an insignificant entity, powerless against the might of the Rayne family. ALL she could do was internalize her struggles.

subject you to fears

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this interrogation. My past missteps have rendered me defenseless, unable to defy you. I beseech you, free me from

The sight seemed to underscore the

Millie pivoted, ready to depart.

reflecting the turmoil within her. Beneath the scars and shadows, gratitude had

to extend a gesture of aid? I

gifts Leon had bestowed upon her, a consequence of her vying for Lois’ partner.

the cash within. “Thank you. Millie, you possess a kind heart,

emotions. Silent as the night, Millie departed without

the money in her grasp, Fiona’s gaze followed Millie’s retreating figure. Memories of Leon’s outstretched hand played in her mind, eliciting a humble smile to grace

gesture stemmed from a belief that she held a place within