When Love Comes Late by PASSION

Collecting himself, he clenched his fists and ran in after her.

Inside the warehouse, smoke stung Stellas eyes, blurring her vision and making it difficult to breathe.

Yet she pushed forward, a damp cloth in hand, beating out flames on the precious fabric.

Her thoughts were singular: she couldnt let everything be destroyed.

Suddenly, a strong hand gripped her arm.

It was Sanford, his face red from heat and frustration.

What are you doing? he yelled, his voice cutting through the roar of the flames.

Get out now! This is too dangerous.

If the fabric is ruined, well find a way to replace it! Outside, firefighters began spraying water onto the blaze, concentrating on the worst areas.

Slowly, the flames started to die down, and the suffocating heat eased.

Seeing that the heat eased, Doreen finally managed to rush in.

She rushed to Stella, her voice shaking with urgency. Stella, we need to go now! The firefighters are here, and theyll put out the fire in time.

You cant stay any longer! Worn out and drained, Stella didnt resist.

Doreen, she

fire was brought under control, and

Stella moved to assess the damage

hands moving quickly as she tried

of guilt, Doreen said to Stella, Im

all on

renting this place, and

reassuring hand on

Dont worry about it.

was hurt, and as long as the fabrics arent

she glanced around at the wreckage and remembered the danger

concern clouding his eyes and

worked to sort through the mess, the final

how exhausted Stella was, spoke

more to

should head back

Youre clearly worn out.

of her body dragging

her throat, making each breath

quietly, deciding

walked, Stella turned to Sanford, her voice