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 truth in his

me with its touch, I shall retain my beauty.

What are

pressed her shin;

you could ever love another man?” Marcus’ eyes

a joke; why so serious? It’s not befitting of a loving husband,” she replied

found herself drawn into Marcus’ embrace, her world enveloped

imply? Are you suggesting that

vexing words, Marcus gently tilted Millie’s chin,

moment lingered as Millie abruptly broke away, hastening her retreat as if caught

are you

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