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.

on Sanford and Doreen,

the fire was brought under control, and the

moved to assess the damage

joined her, hands moving quickly as

Doreen said to Stella,

all on

renting this

reassuring hand on Doreens

Dont worry about it.

is that no one was hurt, and as long as the fabrics arent too damaged,

her spine as she glanced around at the wreckage and remembered the

quietly nearby, concern

of movement, as everyone worked to sort

seeing how exhausted Stella was, spoke

theres nothing more

back and get

Youre clearly worn out.

every inch of her body dragging her down,

the fire had burned her throat, making each

nodded quietly, deciding to leave

to Sanford, her