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.

the

graces me with its touch, I shall retain my beauty. And

that hurts! What are you

as Marcus pressed her shin;

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

befitting of a loving husband,” she replied softly, her voice

drawn into Marcus’ embrace, her

Are you suggesting that I am not a

forestall any further vexing words, Marcus gently tilted Millie’s chin, bestowing upon her lips a tender kiss

aftertaste of their shared moment lingered as Millie abruptly broke away, hastening her retreat as if

are you

bore a note of dissatisfaction, a sentiment that