Burning Passion: Love Never Die

In the realm of Preagend, emerged a crucial moment. Darin, subjected to the
embrace of an extensive ten-hour surgery, emerged as a resilient warrior from
the theater of operation.
Once the ordeal was concluded, as Darin was gently ushered forth, Camilla
Barker, his anxious mother, hastened toward the threshold, her plea dripping with
apprehension.
“Doctor, I implore you to save my son.”
The surgeon slowly removed his mask, his solemn expression revealing the
harsh reality.
“Mrs. Barker, I regret to inform you that your son's legs have been severely
injured. He will need a wheelchair due to shattered knee fractures. We tried our
best, but the damage was extensive.”
“What?! A life confined to a wheelchair?”
The words unfurled like a storm within her, Camilla’s equilibrium faltering,
consciousness itself teetering on the precipice. Swiftly, the waiting butler
swooped in, a lifeline in the tempest, beseeching, “Mrs. Barker, hold on, hold on.
Time passed in the ward as Darin slept, vulnerable yet peaceful. Camilla awoke
beside him, her helplessness weighing heavily on her soul after her
unconsciousness.
Within her grasp, a solitary son resided, a product of her thirty-five years, the
coveted heir to the Barker family’s opulence, The family’s destiny was now his
mantle, the promise of prosperity entwined with his being. No misstep could be
afforded, no miscalculation endured.
And so, Camilla’s cane met the floor, the echo a manifestation of her anguish,
her frustration, her desperate outcry.
“Who is it?! Has anyone discovered the culprit responsible for the malicious act
against Darin? Their retribution shall unfold in multiples of ten
“Mrs. Barker, our findings point to Marcus, Regrettably, we stand impotent,
unable to confront him.”
Within those words, a storm brewed, a revelation that left Camilla aghast, her
grip upon her cane a tremulous embrace.
“Marcus? The God's favored one? How, pray tell, did this transpire? What
grievance between our families fuels this vendetta?”
Intrigue hung in the air, as the butler speculated, “A dubious enigna, indeed,
Marcus, a being both fierce and feared, yet tethered to his principles. Cruelty
borne without cause eludes comprehension. Our young master’s offense remains
ariddle.”
Camilla lapsed into silence, her contemplation mirroring the butler's sagacious
words. Gazing upon her slumbering son, a heightened unease gripped her being.
Marcus, a figure unacquainted with the realm of interference, never inclined
toward the labyrinth of others’ affairs.
The butler intoned, “Perchance, veracity shall only grace us upon the awakening
of the young master
Abruptly, the resonance of elevated heels heralded an entrant into the ward.
Camilla’s gaze shifted to behold Rhea’s arrival. In contrast to her ailing son’s
paleness, Rhea emanated an air of assurance and elegance. Her hair,
meticulously curled, and her flawless makeup bestowed upon her an aura
befitting a grand gala.
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Camilla held apprehensions
regarding Rhea. Positioned to be the
forthcoming daughter-in-law of the
Barker lineage, Rhea had remained
elusive, impervious to
communication, and conspicuously
absent during the harrowing ten
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only after Darin’'s departure from the
surgical sanctum did Rhea
materialize. Yet, grief eluded her
countenance, an absence of sorrow
or lament. This, a deviation from the
quintessence of wifely demeanor.
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“If your presence lacks willingness, its absence holds greater virtue. Spare us the
vexation of your unwilling participation,” Camilla stated with candor.
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Rhea's gaze bore a hint of ire as it
settled upon Camilla. This aged
figure, her once-vibrant locks now
adorned with threads of silver, dared
to exercise authority over her. Rhea
had learned from the doctor that
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To possess a son deemed inconsequential, and yet she had the audacity to wield
impoliteness.