Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Upon Roland’s conclusion, Delia’s brows furrowed, her face crinkling in disbelief like paper caught in a flame.

“Are you serious? That’s bizarre. The town’s consensus painted Millie as a ugly woman. How did she blossom into beauty overnight?”

With a fork clutched Like a hidden weapon, Laurel remained silent. She harbored the knowledge that Millie was a diamond in the rough.

However, bumping into her here turned her stomach, as though she had swallowed something bitter and unsettling.

If the town’s folk discovered Millie had wed into Preagend’s most prestigious family, becoming Mrs. Thomas, her own spotlight would be eclipsed.

“It’s the gospel truth. You need evidence? Walk with me,” Roland said, his voice steadfast.

as he rose, poised to take Delia

bat an eye at you? Your history with

table, her voice Like a

wound, Roland slumped back into

does spoil

extent that she entertained thoughts of shattering her bowl upon

L A ‘s

her are like

the door revealed Delia’s vibrant peonies, a symbol

the kitchen sink, courage sprouted

moment, Millie, fresh from a meal at Joan’s, strolled the pristine street, a serene smile

hastened to her side, proffering a generous bouquet with