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 in a

the orange tree, its boughs heavy with

emerge, still harboring a cold and

retrieve a ladder for picking the

you help me? The oranges are too high for

the distance,

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

had been irked, adamantly refusing to participate, and had

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

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

level that allowed

task was completed, and she addressed Marcus, who had

can put me