Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Carlos. She walked out of the kitchen, carrying a tureen of soup to the table. Carlos walked in.

“Did you have dinner?” she asked.

He looked at the dishes on the table and replied, “No

He had anticipated that she would cook dinner for him, so he had come back from work on an empty stomach.

“ALL right. Wash your hands. Dinner will be ready in a minute. I’m just finishing up the Last dish.” Debbie was relieved that he had come back for dinner. Or she would have wasted all that time in the kitchen for nothing.

She had thought about calling him before she started cooking. But then she had changed her mind, considering that it was a sensitive period for both of them.

“Carlos,” she called as they sat at the table, having dinner. But the rest of her words froze on her lips. Her mouth formed a thin straight line and she lowered her eyes. She poked the rice in her bowl, preoccupied with her thoughts.

she didn’t say anything further, he didn’t ask what was on her mind. They ate silently until Carlos was about to

were no cameras in that suburban area. Things are looking really

can’t provide an alibi soon, I will be

and

but it was such a

just had to

will you

The same response. Carlos began

and impatient. ‘Why is he acting so nonchalant, as if

soon, she calmed down. She was

had already done more than enough when he had agreed to

eat, Debbie put