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.”

“Are you out of your senses?” I snapped at Harriet. “Why the hell would you do all that to her?”

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

consequences.”

“For the love of God, Harriet, I am not your man. Stop being so delusional!”

“What’s going on here?” Tiffany asked lowly, with her hand still lingering on her face.

“Shut up! No one asked you to talk!” Harriet snarled at her.

“You shut up!” Harriet had to cause me to bark at her once more. I was sick of it, but I needed to follow through with it. “Why do you have to be so crazy, huh?”

“You’re calling me crazy?” Harriet chuckled. “You’re the one who’s crazy around here!”

Glaring at Harriet, Tiffany got up, and broke free from my grip. I knew she was about to do something

crazy.

“Who the hell do you think you are huh?” Tiffany snarled at Harriet.

Harriet gave Tiffany a black look. “Be active on social media, I think you’ll know who..”

hand connected with Harriet’s face, resulting in a resounding slap that echoed through the

Although I wasn’t the one who got slapped, I could sense the agony that Harriet must have

the room shifted immediately, as the silence was shattered by the sound of the slap. The eyes of everyone were fixed on Tiffany and Harriet, frozen in disbelief at their fascinating actions.

for her reddened cheek, the mark of Tiffany’s fury etched upon her skin. The impact of that single slap was so powerful, that it was the combination of all of

would want to grab popcorn in this one. But I didn’t relish the moment.

gaze to me, her hand still lingering on her face. “Can you

as possible. I came here

told Harriet. She was given a dark

going on? Who is this

took my gaze away, ignoring her

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me, Luke!” Tiffany captured my arm, and I didn’t hesitate to give her a death stare. She let go immediately.

two of can kill yourself if you want, that’s none of my business,” I said,

of me!” I broke her grip. “And stop following me!” I snapped, and left their presence, with

ARIEL’S POV

Luke situation’s going, or not?” Mason

arms.

raising his eyebrows. “You don’t

I finally spoke. “Luke has decided to marry

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“Wow, are you for real?” He aksed,

want to lie

got millions of reasons,” he

a moment. “Okay, I totally get that.”

away from the fire. “When are the two of

don’t

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said, fixing his

a psychopath. You can’t actually trust

get married to him as soon

I’ll try my very best. And if the story about your girlfriend is true, I’ll make sure he pays

to act caring now. It’s

feeling sorry for

“I don’t want you feeling

and I suspired before

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LUKE’S POV

cemetery, their hearts heavy with grief. We were at the funeral of

of chairs lining the freshly dug grave, adorned with wreaths of white lilies and crimson roses. Lots of faces around here, some were great friends with him. While others were the ones who met him just once, or a couple of times. I didn’t know, but everyone loved him around

in a chair near the front, my eyes were puffy and red from the tears which I had shed.

was still echoing in my head. All the things he said, and the fun

head while the priest offered words of comfort and hope, talking about my grandfather, in a gentle

which stood as a symbol of finality. And at this point, my heart ached with the weight of loss, as I recalled the countless stories and life

hushed conversations. I was just silent, short of words, and it seemed

of us bowed our head, as the priest carried out the final prayer. And when he was done, I moved forward to

Thank you all for being here today to honor the life of my beloved grandfather. Words cannot express the depth of my gratitude

I paused to

making you feel seen, heard, and loved. He taught me the importance of family, the value of hard

but I pressed on to share these memories. I was not going to

of his own childhood and imparting wisdom that I’ll carry with me forever. He taught me to appreciate nature’s beauty, to find solace in its

gathering, seeing tearful eyes and nods of understanding.

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minute, staring at her, and the

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