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

resolved to address this issue in the future. Trust is paramount

out into the courtyard, Millie’s gaze landed on the orange tree, its boughs

Marcus emerge, still harboring a cold

plan to retrieve a ladder

oranges are too high for me to

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

me to help? Should I hoist you onto my shoulders or carry you

photoshoot. She had been irked, adamantly refusing to participate, and had insisted

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

sincere, devoid of pretense, With a subtle, graceful bend, Marcus effortlessly hoisted Millie

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

minutes later, her task was completed, and she addressed Marcus,

you can put me