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.

further, he didn’t ask what was on her mind. They ate silently until Carlos was

area. Things are

soon, I will be arrested

Carlos muttered and

didn’t show much enthusiasm, but it was such a

she just had to swallow her pride

you help

same response. Carlos began to eat his

is he acting so nonchalant, as if

soon, she calmed down. She was nothing to him

about her? He had already done more than enough when he had

Debbie put down her chopsticks