Burning Passion: Love Never Die

However, swiftly his mind wove an alternate narrative — Millie’s words were a fabrication tailored for his ears.

“Millie, I implore you, refrain from falsehoods. You must have made up it to decline my advances. Rest assured, I am no fleeting fancy. Henceforth, I commit to the earnest pursuit of your affections.”

Once more, Roland stepped forward, his demeanor radiating unwavering assurance.

Silent and exasperated, Millie’s eyes rolled, as though reading a tedious book.

“Distance yourself,” she commanded, Seeing the irritation etched on her face, Roland retreated, fearing her wrath.

“Your wish is my command. I’ll obey you, henceforth,” he said, feeling like a miscreant caught in the act.

shadowed by

on the flower seemed burdensome, prompting him to relinquish it to the winds.

are you

‘s L I B R A R

who strode forth, her gaze falling upon

emerged, kettle in hand, ready to nourish her cherished blooms. Alas, her intent was foiled by the sight of their defacement, evoking

your path lead you

lack of refinement. Speechless, Laurel interjected, “Halt.

to administer a self-inflicted slap, a wish to

in this? How can Millie ever favor him after his past venom? Fetch your brother before he’s a laughingstock,” she

sought out

where you came. Refrain from intruding