Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“Carlos, I don’t feel well. Can we go home?”

Debbie remembered she used to talk to Carlos like this too. Instead of his name, she would call him honey or old man.

She couldn’t believe that another woman was now calling his name, hugging him, and being spoiled by him just Like how it had been between them before.

The happiness she had felt from their shared moment earlier vanished.

Maybe, men were born Liars; they were just incapable of faithfulness

Debbie watched Carlos hold Stephanie and put her into his car.

a million pieces. She could feel her whole world collapsing before her. She could cry all she wanted and she could mope around all day if

haven’t seen you

busying yourself with?

Megan. She frowned at what Debbie had said and tried to explain, “No, I think you have it wrong. It was me who called Uncle Carlos. I asked him to come and pick up

“Aunt Stephanie…*

a regular thing to say, but

the person Megan referred to as her aunt, but now it was

now. No one referred to her as aunt because she was nobody! Debbie wasn’t sure if Megan purposely said that to spite her. Still, she had to admit the girl had made

in the car. Debbie’s eyes had reddened. She refused to look at him, afraid that the tears would fall. Debbie sneered at Megan, “I don’t care what you say. You’re still the same, old manipulative lying

like the leech that you were? Are you that pathetic and desperate that you don’t know how to Live on your

about Debbie remained the same-if she was unhappy everybody else

a great job letting Megan know. The girl’s face

“Debbie!” Carlos warned.