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.”

Darin’s loyalty led him to accompany Rhea, the draw of

conveyed with a touch of well-wishing. Darin ambled gracefully to each individual, extending his greetings in a sequence of personal connections, until

hands? Do remember to extend an invitation to us for the matrimonial celebration.” Mylo’s boisterous inquiry rang out, accompanied by a

was a storm cloud on the horizon, but Darin, the ever-graceful host, turned and smiled

shall personally place the invitation

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

your sigh escapes my understanding,” the inquiry unfolded, touched with a hint of

head, her voice carrying

you, I find it difficult to find repose amidst the constant bustling

tilted slightly and inquired, “Last night, overtime held me in its grip, rendering

her, Millie found herself momentarily at a loss for words. Subconsciously, she adjusted the silk scarf