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.

the insect’s placement on her

astounded. The depths of

“Aah!”

pained cry, the insect sinking its bite into

Millie and Laurel redirected their attention

grimace of pain. Her words trembled weakly as she informed, “Roland, the

actions!” Fury and exasperation surged within

A ‘s L I B R A

advised. Without delay, Laurel

absence, an air of

mirrored an act of self-inflicted harm-a stone thrown that struck

flashlight to meticulously scour the room, eliminating any residual traces of insects, She changed her bedding

within the room. Was the earlier culprit returning to haunt her? Instinctively, she reached for the concealed knife under her pillow, clutching it