Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Soon enough, the elevator reached the sixth floor. Once the doors opened, the man walked out of the elevator without saying anything

The elevator doors slowly closed. But the air still reeked of alcohol.

Debbie heaved a sigh of relief after Carlos walked away, but meanwhile, she felt sadness digging deep into her heart.

She wondered if she and Carlos would be Like strangers from now on.

That was not her goal. Things were not going the way she planned, the way she hoped. ‘Did I lose Carlos forever?’ she thought gloomily.

The elevator arrived at the seventh floor and she walked out, heading for her apartment. Unexpectedly, she saw a familiar figure standing by the door to her apartment, like a bum as usual. Debbie set her luggage by the door and asked coldly, “What are you doing here?” Decker hadn’t replied to any of her messages for the past few months. She wondered if he was dead.

Decker said nothing, just stared at her.

another important question popped into her

enter without permission. Back when she was actively trying to get close to Carlos, she pulled some

didn’t think her unreliable brother would know any big

cast her a glance and demanded in a husky

she quickly took off her sunglasses and scanned Decker up and down. His face was drained of all color. His T-shirt was stained a deep red. It looked slick

bloodstain! “My god!

There was a pained

“Open the door!”

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about him, Debbie quit asking questions and quickly opened the door to her apartment. Decker immediately

as if drained of all energy, he slumped onto the floor at the

see this. She shook her head resignedly and went over

into now? Who did you piss off