Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“Was there a reason why you called me?”

“Yes.” Again, a single-word answer. Debbie cursed him a hundred times in her head.

“And? What was it?” she asked, trying to be patient. She was expecting a sweet response despite knowing that she might not get any.

“I wanted to know if you were okay.”

That was it! That was all she needed to hear–to know that he cared.

Her eyes reddened as she read his message.

“I…I’m not okay.” She missed him beyond what words could express. She missed his voice, his hugs, his tenderness.

too busy because he replied very

“I’m relieved.”

hundred question marks flashed across Debbie’s

to know that I’m not

he happy that I’m unhappy?! Why does he hate me

talking to him, but what he had said lingered on, bothering her immensely. The more she thought about it, the

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Carlos.”

“Okay.

angry exclamation marks jumped around

been overcast for many days in a row.

lady pick out some tea Leaves. Others were playing “Drop the Handkerchief” with the children. Jared was one of them. Since he was so tall, it was funny to see him running among the