Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“Then, where did the insect disappear to?” Roland’s skepticism remained intact.

“I discarded it,” Laurel replied, arms crossed in confidence,

An unexpected sensation crawled on Millie’s shoulder, her instinctual reaction halted by Roland’s hasty approach.

“Don’t move; the insect is on you Roland intervened, capturing the insect and fixing Laurel with an incensed glare.

“You claimed innocence, yet here it is.” Roland’s rebuke hung heavy in the air.

With the insect’s discovery, Laurel’s head drooped in embarrassment.

The mystery of the insect’s disappearance within the house was solved-it had surreptitiously found its way onto Millie.

origins of the insect’s placement on her bed became apparent: it was Laurel’s scheme,

such devious plans left Millie astounded. The depths of her cunning and scheming nature were,

“Aah!”

Roland emitted a pained cry, the insect sinking its bite

Millie and Laurel redirected

astonishment, her shock palpable upon witnessing Roland’s grimace of pain. Her words

the consequences of your actions!” Fury and exasperation surged within

A ‘s L

advised. Without delay, Laurel ushered Roland to the doctor’s

With the insect’s absence, an air of tranquility settled over her surroundings. Yet she acknowledged that wariness

act of self-inflicted harm-a

scour the room, eliminating any residual traces of insects, She changed her bedding and attire, eventually extinguishing the lights to

stillness, she awoke in a haze, attuned to movement within the room. Was the earlier culprit returning to haunt her? Instinctively, she reached for the concealed knife under her