Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“Okay. How about I sing a song for you?” She put her phone aside and cradled
his neck.
“What? “Pray for You’ again?” Carlos asked through gritted teeth.
Debbie stuck out her tongue and made a face.
“No, no, no! I don’t want to be buried alive again. Grave mold is a bad look for
me.”
Her reaction amused Carlos, who pinched her nose and ordered playfully,
“Then sing.”
Debbie rested her head on his chest and listened to his strong heartbeat.
“This is my favorite song. Hope you'll enjoy it.”
“Uh-huh.
Carlos moved the slider on the dimmer, and instantly the room was cloaked in
darkness. The neon lights of the city came in through the window, bathing
everything in the room in a curious cast of blue
Tucked in his arms, Debbie looked him in the eye and started to sing.
“I've seen the world, done it all, had my cake now. Diamonds, brilliant, and Bel-
Air now. Hot summer nights, mid July, when you and I were forever wild. The
crazy days, city Lights, the way you'd play with me like a child. Will you still love
me when I'm no longer young and beautiful...”
Carlos had long known that Debbie was a good singer. She seemed to have
magic in her voice; his restless mind cooled down when she started singing. That
was why he liked to hear her soaring vocals. She was able to hit some intense
parts, and there were times when her voice went positively stratospheric. She
was gifted, and he was a Lucky man.
And singing had an effect on her as well. When she hit those emotional parts, her
eyes would start tearing up. She was able to feel what she was doing, give it
some punch from deep in her Lungs and enthrall an audience.
“Will you still love me when I'm no longer young and beautiful? Will you still Love
me when I got nothing but my aching soul? I know you will, I know you will, I
know that you will. Will you still Love me when I'm no longer beautiful? Dear
Lord, when I get to heaven, please Let me bring my man. When he comes, tell
me that you'll let him in. Father tell me if you can. Oh that grace, oh that body, oh
that face makes me wanna party. He’s my sun, he makes me shine like
diamonds...”
His eyes were as deep as the ocean; she couldn't help but lose herself in them.
She finished off with a beautiful line.
“Will you still Love me when
I'm no longer young and beautiful?” As she crooned, her voice was low and
angelic, as tender as a baby’s skin, and as soft as new fallen snow. She relaxed
finally, done with her rendition of Lana Del Rey's
“Young and Beautiful”. After a moment's pause, she added, “Will you?”
She was so nervous waiting for his answer.
Carlos lowered his head, kissed her on the forehead, and whispered in her ear,
“Yes, I will.”
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The atmosphere between them was
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so tender and warm that they weren't
willing to surrender to sleep. They
were buzzing with all the pleasant

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emotions the song and Carlos’ words
had stirred in them. It was so
wonderful that neither of them
wanted it to end. Eventually, they
agreed to close their eyes at the
same time and fell asleep almost as
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The next morning, when Carlos dug
Debbie out of the quilt, her
schoolmates had already eaten their
breakfast and left for Alorith. The
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Debbie's eyes were still closed.
Carlos made her sit on his lap, helped
her pull on her slippers, and carried
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