Burning Love: The Em

The feeling, the pain, the desperation... it's like they've returned all over again. It feels like three years hasn't even passed.,The time on the bedside clock was reminding me that I couldn't dawdle any longer, or else I would be late for work.,The car window was lowered halfway, revealing a cold and sharp face from the back seat, with sinister black eyes that stared coldly at the public platform. Above it was a slender frame...。