Burning Passion: Love Never Die

She hid behind a big tree to take care of the call. Panting for breath, she took out her phone and saw the familiar number.

Tears threatened to roll out of her eyes. ‘This grumpy, hateful man! He has finally decided to call me!’ she thought, gratified and angry.

After wiping her moist eyes, she swiped her finger on the screen to answer the call, but she did not speak first. Their stupid fight was still fresh in her mind.

“What are you doing?”

Carlos asked when she refused to say anything. His tone was flat. There was neither rage nor affection.

Debbie was mad because she was disappointed. This wasn’t the attitude she had been expecting from him. She wanted to throw a tantrum, but she couldn’t find a good excuse.

“Having fun,” she said, after a long pause.

short answer, Carlos

it,”

She was perplexed.

love letter you wrote

Blushing, she corrected him, “It wasn’t a letter. It was a postcard.” She wouldn’t write him a love

head’s son had given her some postcards with the landscape of the village on them. She filled the little space with her scribble and had asked the young man to help her send them. Since the village was so remote, she was surprised that Carlos had even received the

for Carlos, that postcard was a love letter from her, whether she admitted

fixated on such a

these days?” he asked, his voice full

gotten more passionate. ‘It’s freezing cold outside. Why do

up and retraced the path while holding her phone

so good,” she answered