Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“I just happened to drop by. Come with me. I will buy you a drink and we can have a good talk.”

Megan frowned upon hearing her invitation. But she hid her emotion and smiled again.

“I’d love to. Please come in and wait till I get changed.”

She stepped back from the doorway to allow Debbie to enter. Debbie had had no intentions of going into her house, but then she was curious to know if there would be any of Carlos’ belongings in there, or if she might find some clue regarding their past. She decided to go in and find out.

At the hallway, Megan brought a new pair of slippers for Debbie to put on. After that, they walked into the Living room.

“Wait here,” Megan said indifferently and went straight to her bedroom without giving Debbie a second glance. The fake smile had faded away from her face the moment they had walked in and closed the door behind them. She dropped her pretense since there was nobody else here except the two of them.

Debbie didn’t care about her cold attitude. She stood in the middle of the living room and scanned the space.

have loved. The walls were painted in pastel hues

and the cabinets. Everything Looked pricey. But Debbie didn’t find anything

photo frame on the table caught

there and looked at the

people in the picture-Carlos,

back, judging from the complexion of Carlos’ face. He looked tanned. Besides, he

smile on their usually calm faces. A short and young Megan stood in between them with a sweet smile, wearing the same camouflage uniform. In the background was a blue sea. It was a warm

shots hanging on the walls of his study in the manor. Those pictures were taken while he was serving in

had been taking

tone, Debbie praised as she turned back to look at the picture once again, “It’s a nice photo. Two

emotionless even after hearing

ready,” she