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.

and her ire was directed squarely at Laurel. The origins of the insect’s placement

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

“Aah!”

cry, the insect sinking its bite into the back of his hand in an

Laurel redirected their attention towards

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

actions!” Fury and

N G E L A ‘s L I B R A

attention immediately,” Millie advised. Without delay, Laurel ushered Roland to

relief escaping her lips. With the insect’s absence, an air of tranquility settled over her surroundings. Yet she acknowledged that wariness around Laurel would be a wise

of self-inflicted harm-a stone thrown that

room, eliminating any residual traces of insects, She changed her bedding and attire, eventually

attuned to movement within the room. Was the earlier culprit returning to haunt her? Instinctively, she