Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“If you hadn’t shown up today, I was planning to tell you after I got back from the supermarket. Look, I’m telling you everything now, aren’t I?” Millie’s words carried a mixture of both assurance and a hint of vulnerability.

Millie’s pleading gaze met Marcus’, her eyes glistening with unshed tears. In that instant, Marcus’ heart clenched, his anger dissipating, replaced by a pang of remorse.

She was already frightened, and he had exacerbated it. He realized his behavior had been callous and unkind.

“This won’t happen again. If you ever encounter danger, you must inform me first.”

“Alright.”

She had managed to assuage his anger. Millie’s tense shoulders relaxed slightly.

A N G E L A ‘s L I B R A R Y

issue in the

its boughs

harboring a cold and distant

retrieve a ladder for picking

help me? The oranges are

brisk stride, Marcus closed the distance, a playful smirk dancing across his

Should I hoist you onto my shoulders

their wedding photoshoot. She had been irked, adamantly refusing to participate, and had insisted on perching on his shoulders

correct. When Marcus was upset, he seemed to soften when presented with a request from

graceful bend, Marcus effortlessly hoisted Millie onto his shoulder, showcasing his underlying

to a level that allowed her to pluck the oranges that had

completed, and she

you can put me