The Love From Vengeance

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ARIEL’S POV

I walked behind Mason as we both got close to the gigantic fire. Well, he got close. I was a little bit far from him, slowing down my pace. Yeah I knew he was a psychopath, but I had not idea he was this crazy.

Getting really close to a fire huge like that? No one in his right senses would do that? But this scumbag right here was actually surprising me.

And I kept on watching him inch closer to the roaring inferno. I couldn’t help but question his sanity. I would keep on doing that over and over.

I mean, who willingly gets up close and personal with a fire that could roast a Christmas turkey in 3 seconds flat? It was like he had a secret death wish or something. And if he did, I would be really glad. At least it would reduce the number of scumbags in the earth.

Meanwhile, I continued to do my best to maintain a safe distance, like the responsible, self- preserving human being that I am.

“What are you even doing?” I aksed, still walking slowly.

“You ask too many questions,” he replied, not glancing at me.

“This is crazy, you know. Like, are going to walk in that fire?”

Mason turned to give me a quick look. “Maybe.”

“This is absolutely insane. But it won’t be surprising, cause you’re insane yourself.”

“You can shut up, and just follow me, okay.”

“You’re like six inches away from that fire. And you want me to keep on following you. Okay, what are you planning to do now, huh. Perform a miracle?”

back. He squatted, and

an angry beast, I swear I let out a scream that could rival a

you know what really cracked me up? This jerk sitting in front of me. While I was busy channeling my inner Olympic sprinter, this guy was just chilling there, completely unfazed. I mean, seriously, who stares at a raging fire like it’s the latest episode

but admire his unshakeable calmness. It was like he had a secret pact with the flames, or maybe he was just auditioning for

can say is that while I was two steps away from dialing the fire department,

whether to call him brave or completely bonkers. Maybe a bit of both. But everyone has their quirks, right? Some people

like it’s a walk

needed to stop. I wasn’t going to spend the whole night staring at some idiot who was staring at a holocaust, like he

LUKE’S POV

have you come to give me?”

man. And I kind

bad had happened to my grandfather. Of course, the man was old, but I still loved him, and didn’t want to lose him yet. “Why are you

him.

my mind raced with a whirlwind of worst–case scenarios. What if my grandfather had left the earth? What if his sickness had finally prevailed over him?

wise words, and the warmth of his embrace. Well, sometimes he was a total

a pillar of strength for our family, and the mere thought of losing him sent waves of fear crashing through me. This

the seconds ticked by, I couldn’t help but replay the last conversation I had with him in my mind. Did I tell him how much he meant to me? Was there anything left unsaid? Regret washed over me like a tidal wave, intensifying

to pull myself together. All these were just thoughts. Maybe that

me now!” I yelled at Peter, tears popping up in

Sir Reynold. He’s…

me immediately. “What did you just

sorry sir, but he’s

was nothing compared to mine. This was really intense.