Burning Passion: Love Never Die

A collective pause, an interlude of astonishment. Millie’s gaze descended, Locking onto the entwined hands of Lois and Leon.

Upon sighting Marcus, Lois wrestled with residual trepidation, memories of her past abduction haunting her thoughts. Consequently, her glance veered away from his presence.

“Fortuitous encounter, indeed.” Millie’s lips curled into a welcoming smile.

“Having recently dined nearby, a leisurely stroll beckoned.” Lois’ grip on Leon’s hand tightened. “Allow us to proceed…”

In an unexpected twist of fate, a woman and a child collided amidst the bustling square.

A mother’s voice, a crescendo of reproach, pierced the air. “Do your eyes betray you? My son, subject to your heedlessness, now suffers!”

woman offered an apologetic refuge, her hair

G E L A ‘s

yet departure contemplated… Ah, but

figure, yielding to a push that toppled the woman to the ground. And thus, the veil concealing her visage lifted, revealing a canvas

countenance struck fear in the mother, drawing

be Fiona? A tremor coursed through her

met her gaze was none other than Fiona, now

of emotions danced within Millie’s eyes, a tapestry woven of bewilderment and concern. For

onlookers as they observed Fiona’s altered countenance. A whisper brushed the air, conjecture materializing in words. “It appears she might have suffered scalding

features have been irrevocably marred.

gaze lifted, and it intersected with Millie’s presence. A gradual shift of her

Marcus, Lois, and Leon, Fiona’s pupils underwent a perceptible contraction. An