Burning Passion: Love Never Die

At Eastern Coastal Apartments

Blair watched as her phone rang again and again. She was fighting the urge to answer it.

She couldn’t help but think of the woman on Wesley’s phone. He didn’t like to let others use his stuff. Apparently, the woman was close to him. What was more, the woman threatened her!

*so, is it true?’ she wondered. ‘Are they getting engaged? Even if it isn’t true, she’s still close to him.’

Blair stared at her phone for the hundredth time today. It sat on the desk not far away, while she idly doodled on her notebook. She was in no mood to work.

‘The meteorologists say snow is on the way. I wonder if it’s snowing already. ‘

She stood up, walked toward the window and opened it. A gust of cold wind blew in, threatening to freeze her into an icy stump sticking out of the permafrost.

It was snowing! Outside, a bitter east wind was accompanied by flurries of snow.

It was the New Year holiday, and pedestrians and cars were out in force. The moment the snowflakes Landed on the ground, they melted. So at least the snow wasn’t sticking.

Blair boiled some frozen dumplings for supper. After that, she cleared the table and washed the dishes, drying them and putting them all away nicely. Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Angela’s Library

“God, I’m bored! I need something to kill time. Maybe it’s time to bundle up and read.‘ She figured that was better than going out in the streets and turning into a snowman. So she did just that, thumbing through the novel “The Garlic Ballads” until she found her place.

Eventually, boredom gave way to sleepiness, and she drifted off.

At almost half past midnight, someone opened her bedroom door, which jarred her awake. Freaked out, she sat up in bed and her hand shot to the switch on the bedside Lamp.

In the dim light, she saw Wesley standing at the door, staring at her with his usual deadpan face.

She rubbed her eyes, wondering if this was all a dream. It took her a couple of minutes to realize that it wasn’t. He was here!

Wesley heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Blair safe and sound.

The puzzled expression on her face made him want to pull her into his arms and kiss her on the lips. But he couldn’t-they weren’t a couple…yet.

“I thought you were in Askor, visiting your family,” Blair said. Her heart pounded faster with each word she spat.

“I was. I came here to pick you up.”

“Pick me up?’ Blair’s jaw dropped

I’ll be out there in three days.”

..I didn’t say I wasn’t going.

Despite the cold winter, the bedroom was quite warm. The investment in central air paid off. Wesley was too hot and undid three buttons on his shirt.

“Thought you were flying out tomorrow.”

“I… changed my mind…”