Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“I saw your performance tonight. You were breathtaking,” he said sincerely.

On hearing that, Debbie suddenly remembered everything that she had to endure for the past two months, while he was away on his business trip.

Tears welled in her eyes.

“Carlos, you’re such a jerk! You kept controlling my schedule even when you were gone. All the things that you made me do are for divas and socialites, not for me!”

“Okay, then don’t do them anymore.”

When Carlos saw the sadness in Debbie’s eyes, his heart softened. He didn’t want to push her anymore.

“Do you really mean it? Or are you just saying that now, because I am helping you? Do you remember what you said to me when I first complained to you about it? You said that it was for my own good. Why are you letting me quit everything now?” Debbie had complained about it to him only once. When she got his response, she was so angry that she didn’t contact him anymore after that.

But what infuriated her even more was the fact that he never called or texted her either.

“I’ve agreed to Let you stop because I don’t want to see you upset.” Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Perhaps what she said was true. The classes and activities really didn’t suit her. She was wild and free- spirited. Forcing those things on her wouldn’t work. He was surprised that she didn’t come and find him abroad and argue the point with him face to face.

“The past two months have been unbearable for me. I thought I was going mad from all of the tedious activities that you had inflicted upon me.

And now, suddenly you are being nice and trying to make everything okay. No! It just won’t do.”

She was sobbing slightly, but she also dramatized a little to make it all sound much worse than it really was.

Debbie helped Carlos onto the bed. Once he seemed comfortable enough, she turned to leave. But Carlos grabbed her hand.

“I’m sorry for everything I made you go through. I won’t do it again,” he apologized.

This time, she couldn’t contain her emotions anymore. Her tears spilled down her cheeks and she wept openly. She raised her fist and was about to punch him in the arm. But when she saw the injury, she aimed for his chest.

Even though Carlos was hurt, Debbie was still no match for him. He caught her hand and pulled her into his arms.

“We haven’t seen each other for two months. Didn’t you miss me?”

“Why would I miss you? No, I didn’t miss you at all.” She lied. With her cheek against his chest, she felt awkward and began to fidget. Also she took care not to accidentally touch his injured arm.

“But I missed you, a lot,” he confessed.

At his words, her heart began to beat faster in her chest and her cheeks flushed red hot. Stuck for a response she decided to change the subject.

“How did you get hurt? Were you trying to protect some woman?” she asked casually, having a dig at him.

Carlos fell into a silence.

Debbie’s heart sank at his response. She stood up and glared at him.

“So I was right!”