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.

momentarily rendered silent. She contemplated her own words and realized the truth in his observation, Millie sought to

possess unwavering confidence. Even as age graces me with its touch, I shall retain my beauty. And if you cease to love me, I’ll

hurts! What are

pressed her

you believe you could ever love another man?” Marcus’ eyes darkened with a hint of

why so serious? It’s not befitting of a

herself drawn into Marcus’ embrace, her world enveloped by the

just imply? Are you suggesting that I am not a capable

gently tilted Millie’s chin, bestowing upon her

as Millie abruptly broke away, hastening her retreat as if

you off

bore a note of dissatisfaction, a sentiment that mirrored his intention to not release