Burning Passion: Love Never Die

“Stop dwelling on her, Even if she isn't conventionally attractive, she wouldn't
hold any interest in you. Word has it that she graduated from Preagend’s finest
university, while you, a pampered youth who didn’t even finish high school, why
would she spare you a thought?”
Delia's assessment of Millie ran deep. A diligent and well-mannered student
since childhood, Millie carried an impression of grace and dedication. Beneath
her gentle exterior lay a strong-willed individual with steadfast principles.
Resolving to block out his mother’s words, Roland contemplated the irony that
his own mother not only failed to encourage him to pursue an exceptional wife
but also looked down on him. He couldn't help but wonder if she was truly his
mother.
Once indoors, Roland settled down to watch TV. Before long, Laurel concluded
her shower and emerged.
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Roland sprang to his feet abruptly, capturing an eight-legged insect that had
been crawling on Laurel. The creature resembled a centipede, with its elongated
body triggering discomfort.
“This insect is venomous. Its bite would provoke a rash across your body,
inducing insufferable itchiness,” Roland cautioned.
Laurel, after catching a clear glimpse of the long black critter, shivered, a shudder
coursing through her.
Fortuitously, Roland's timely attention prevented calamity. A bite from this worm-
like creature would have wreaked havoc on Laurel's delicate complexion and
tender flesh, leading to unfathomable consequences.
“Dispose of it alread: Why are you holding it?" Laurel grumbled.
Guiding the insect outside, Roland attempted to squash it underfoot. Laurel
adjusted her hair and squinted her eyes, trailing him outside.
“Wait, don't kill it. Get a bottle and trap it inside,” she instructed.
“Trap it in a bottle?” Roland echoed, perplexed.
“Just follow my lead. Quickly, put it in a bottle,” Laurel insisted.
With a purposeful stride, she returned indoors, changed attire, and emerged
once more. Seizing the bottle with the trapped insect from Roland's grasp, she
secured a bag for its containment.
“Where are you headed?” Roland inquired, observing Laurel's departure.
“It's none of your concern. I'll be back shortly,” came Laurel's retort. Roland
stroked his chin thoughtfully, puzzled by Laurel's behavior. It was evident that she
had an aversion to insects, so why was she purposefully taking one outside?
Bag in hand, Laurel knocked on Millie's door.
Nursing a wound of humiliation, Laurel hatched a plan to retaliate — placing the
insect in Millie's bed.
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consequences that might unfold
during her slumber, sent shivers
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Laurel's spine, eliciting goosebumps.
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Simultaneously, Millie was occupied
in the kitchen, tending to a pot of
boiling water. The interruption of a
knock on her door led her to respond
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The instant the door swung open, Laurel entered without hesitation.
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