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

this issue in the future.

the orange tree, its boughs heavy with ripened fruit-each orange now tinged with

harboring a cold

retrieve a ladder for picking the

could you help me? The oranges are too

the distance, a playful smirk dancing across

Should I hoist you onto

Millie-a memory of their wedding photoshoot. She had been irked, adamantly refusing to participate, and had

was upset, he seemed to soften when presented with a request from her, occasionally even embracing the chance to

pretense, With a subtle, graceful bend, Marcus effortlessly hoisted Millie onto

ground abruptly and were lifted to a level that allowed her to pluck

mere ten minutes later, her task was completed, and she

can put