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Burning Passion: Love Never Die

Chapter 1048
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“Deb, the woman sitting on the couch called in a throaty voice, struggling to get to her feet quickly.

Debbie paused, resentment spilling from her gaze. The next second, as if she heard nothing, she walked on, intending to leave.

Curtis went to her anxiously, trying to persuade her to stay.

“Debbie, your mom took stoff to visit. I know this is hard. I think you two need to talk.”

“Talk? About what?” Debbie scoffed.

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“I don’t even know her.”

“Deb,” Ramona called out again. Her heart ached every tshe called her daughter’s name.

“I was forced to leave you and your dad. Now that the guy who tore our family apart is dying, I want to make up for the past. I want to spend twith you…”

“I don’t know you! I don’t have a mom!” Debbie yelled, startling Piggy and causing her to jump, despite being held fast by her mom.

Realizing she had scared Piggy, Debbie pressed her cheek against

Piggy’s, and rubbed her back to comfort her, “I’m sorry, baby. Didn’t mean to scare you.”

Colleen handed Jus to Ruth and took Piggy from Debbie.

“She’s your mom.

Give her a chance.”

Debbie turned around and looked Ramona in the eye.

“I never had a mother, and I don’t need one now,” she said stubbornly.

“You abandonedwhen I needed you the most. I don’t want to see your face ever again!”

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Then, without giving anyone a chance to speak, Debbie stroked Piggy’s cheek.

“Sweetheart, I have to go. Have fun with Jus, okay?”

“Okay, bye-bye, Mommy.” Piggy waved her hand sweetly.

Debbie kissed her on the cheek, changed into her shoes and left.

“Deb! Deb!” Heartbroken, Ramona ran after her and kept calling her name.

Debbie walked on resolutely, got in her car, and drove off.

“You don’t have a mother. You don’t. You don’t ‘ she kept telling herself.

The car sped along the street. She floored it, hitting 90-it still was not fast enough.