Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“In truth, a sudden recollection has surfaced, demanding my attention. Regrettably, I find myself compelled to take my leave at this juncture.” The explanation unfurled with an air of unexpected urgency.

Armed with the foresight of the impending impact of the toxic pollen on Millie, Rhea swiftly discerned the imperative to exit promptly, preempting any seeds of doubt among their companions.

A pang of regret struck her; she couldn’t witness the agony blossoming in Millie’s core. What a tragic loss!

“Leave now?”

Darin’s confusion deepened as Rhea’s choice swerved unexpectedly. A tinge of sorrow settled within him, given his devoted Labor in grilling the oysters, which she spurned without a taste.

“Pause for a moment, please. Permit me to bid them farewell. We shall depart as a unit.”

tugged at his heart, Darin’s loyalty led him to accompany

ambled gracefully to each individual, extending his greetings in a

invitation make its way to our hands? Do remember to extend an invitation to

a storm cloud on the horizon, but Darin, the ever-graceful

I shall personally place

savored another sip. Darin exuded a pleasing blend of politeness and charm, capturing her admiration. Yet, his affection found its way to an unintended

the inquiry unfolded, touched with a hint of curiosity. Upon catching wind of Millie’s subtle exhalation,

her head, her voice carrying a note of

awakened, it seems. Delmor always claimed I was a skilled slumberer, yet I’ve come to realize his assessment was amiss. Unlike you, I find it difficult to find repose amidst the constant bustling

arms folded across his chest, tilted slightly and inquired, “Last night, overtime held me in its grip, rendering me quite drowsy

words. Subconsciously, she adjusted the