The Love From Vengeance

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LUKE’S POV

Harriet’s eyes grew big with surprise when she caught sight of Tiffany standing beside me. The scene before her was completely unbelievable. She couldn’t wrap her head around it. But who cared anyway?

The air seemed to freeze around Harriet, and her mind was obviously racing to make sense of the whole situation. Just by looking at her, I could tell her heart pounded in her chest, with a mix of emotions flooding her head.

Harriet’s gaze zipped between Tiffany and I, and she was probably going crazy right now, obviously searching for answers that seemed to shuffle out of her grasp. And I have to say, I loved this scene. How she was open–mouthed, submerging in exhilarating shock.

Tiffany broke the hug, and turned to look at Harriet. Harriet quickly marched closer, and dragged Tiffany from me. I wanted that, but not this way.

Harriet’s sudden outburst of aggression left me completely stunned. She forcefully slapped Tiffany, not just once, but twice, and it was just so wild.

Of course, I clearly understood why she would resort to such violent behavior. But she went a little bit

far.

Tiffany, in disbelief, held her reddened cheek, and her countenance was a mix of pain and confusion.

I felt bad for her, and indeed, I was guilty of this.

I watched as she slowly turned towards Harriet, hoping for an explanation or maybe even an apology, but instead, she received yet another forceful slap across the face.

The impact of each slap echoed through the room, leaving everyone stunned. The doctors, nurses, and all those who were present at the moment.

Tiffany stumbled backwards, as Harriet, who was consumed by a surge of rage, aggressively shoved her. The sound of Tiffany’s body hitting the floor resounded, increasing the tension in the room.

I didn’t like this behavior at all. It was clear that Harriet had gone crazy these past few days. And I wouldn’t mind taking her to a mental asylum.

I froze for a moment, still observing Harriet, who was burning with rage. Her blood was obviously boiling, and she must probably be feeling like a WWE superstar at the moment. But I had to realize something; she was following me. It was quite clear.

“What’s

wrong with you?” I barked at Harriet, as I went to grab Tiffany.

Harriet drove her hands through her hair, and the look on her face was crazy. “So this is what you do, huh? I finally know who you are.”

your senses?” I snapped at Harriet. “Why the hell would you do all that

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she deserves it,” Harriet spat. “She’s messing with my man, and she needs

consequences.”

Harriet, I am not your man.

Tiffany asked lowly, with her

to

of it, but I needed to follow through with it.

“You’re the one who’s

Harriet, Tiffany got up, and broke free from my grip. I knew she

crazy.

you think you

look. “Be active on social media, I

in a resounding slap that echoed through the room. The impact was astonishing, leaving everyone stunned by the sheer

one who got slapped, I could sense the agony that Harriet must have felt. It was so painful. But

fixed on Tiffany and Harriet, frozen in disbelief at their fascinating actions. It was a scene that

moment, time seemed to stand still as Harriet’s hand reached for her reddened cheek, the mark of Tiffany’s fury etched upon her skin. The impact of that single slap

more like a movie, and anyone would want to grab popcorn in this one. But I didn’t relish the moment. Because

to me, her hand still lingering on

as possible.

talking? You started it.” Riley told Harriet. She

“Luke, what’s going on? Who is this

my gaze away, ignoring

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arm, and I didn’t hesitate to give her a death stare. She

business,” I said, and was about

me!”

ARIEL’S POV

you going to tell me how the Luke

arms.

he said inaudibly, raising his eyebrows. “You don’t want anything bad happening to