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.

what was on her mind. They ate silently until

in that suburban area. Things

can’t provide an alibi soon, I will

Carlos muttered and

it was such

just had to swallow her pride and

you

The same response. Carlos began to eat

is he acting so nonchalant, as if this doesn’t bother him at all?’ she thought, clenching her

she calmed down. She was nothing to

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

Debbie put down