Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“Need me to brush your teeth for you?” His voice snapped Debbie back to her senses. She looked at her messy hair in the mirror, and then turned to Carlos, who was already in his suit. Like being hit with a slap, she was able to take full stock of the situation.

“No, I’m good. When did you get up? I had no clue. Has everyone gone?”

“Yeah. They’re on their way to Alorith. I’ve been up for 3 hours already.” He answered her questions patiently and helped her squeeze the toothpaste onto her brush.

She splashed some water on her face, and took over her toothbrush.

“Don’t worry. I’ll be quick.”

“No rush. I’ll wait in the dining room.”

Carlos left and checked the time before he started working-it was 10:05 a.m.

to get rid of excess dirt, traces of oil and makeup,

damage. Finally, an eye cream and moisturizer. She followed this routine dutifully-Carlos wanted her to look radiant. At the last, she

the dining room,

stunned and confused. ‘She said she would be quick, but it still took 4@

have been?’ He closed the Lid on his laptop and walked up to his wife, who was shoveling food into

your time.

asked,

her, picked up a boiled egg, and began to peel it. Watching him was fascinating, because he was so good at it. He rolled the egg on the table to form cracks all over the shell, and then he squeezed the ends. The result

her breakfast, she was quite full. She stood up from her seat,

rubbed her tummy and complained, “I thought you were eating too, but I pigged out on this.” All he had done

only taken a bite

“Full?” he asked.