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

courtyard, Millie’s gaze landed on the orange tree, its boughs heavy with ripened

Marcus emerge, still harboring a cold

plan to retrieve a ladder

The oranges are too high

brisk stride, Marcus closed the distance, a playful

Should I hoist you onto my shoulders or carry

immediate flashback for Millie-a memory of their wedding photoshoot. She had been irked, adamantly refusing

intuition proved correct. When Marcus was upset, he seemed to soften when presented with a request from her, occasionally even embracing the

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

were lifted to a level that allowed her

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

can put