Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“Darling, I was mistaken. I didn’t truly know you then, but now I see you for the wonderful person you are. I deeply regret my past actions.”

“They say men are fickle remain so in the future? You treat me well now, but who’s to say it will

Millie’s voice held a tinge of melancholy, her chin resting thoughtfully upon her hand.

Observing her contemplation, Marcus’ brow furrowed. The landscape of her mind remained veiled, prompting his desire to unravel her thoughts. Was this her self-doubt? Did she not yet understand the steadfastness of his commitment?

Yet an air of uncertainty seemed to shroud her confidence. Unbeknownst to her, his commitment to her was unwavering-a devotion that even death couldn’t sway.

“What’s so funny?” Millie inquired, her voice tinged with curiosity, as Marcus chuckled softly.

“Honey, your self-assuredness appears to have diminished,” Marcus observed, a note of gentle teasing threading his words.

herself momentarily rendered silent. She contemplated her own words and realized the truth in his

I possess unwavering confidence. Even as age graces me with its touch, I shall retain my beauty.

that hurts! What are

as Marcus pressed her shin; the pain

your side, do you believe you could ever love another man?” Marcus’

why so serious? It’s not befitting of a loving husband,” she replied softly, her voice attempting to soothe

Marcus’ embrace, her world enveloped by the warmth and

you suggesting that

Millie’s chin, bestowing upon

their shared moment lingered as Millie abruptly broke away, hastening her retreat as if caught in a whimsical

you off

sentiment that mirrored