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.

loved. The walls were painted in pastel hues and

placed on the tables and the cabinets. Everything

on the table caught

it. She stood there and looked at

three people in the picture-Carlos, Wesley and

complexion of Carlos’ face. He looked tanned. Besides, he looked much

They had a thin smile on their usually calm faces. A short and young Megan stood in between them with a sweet smile, wearing the same

lot of group pictures of himself and other big shots hanging

was taken five years ago. Uncle Carlos had just fostered me and had been taking care of me for

she turned back to look at the picture once again, “It’s a nice photo. Two handsome men and a beautiful mixed girl. Breathtaking.” Debbie couldn’t help but think that if

emotionless even

ready,” she