The Love From Vengeance

45 BULLETS IN THE AIR

ARIEL’S POV

“Tomorrow? Are you really sure about that? I mean, your grandfather’s funeral just took place today.

We can’t just go ahead with a wedding,” I brought out to Luke.

Of course, I did like the fact that we were about to get married once again. The vengeance was surely going to take place. But I was still human, and I had feelings. Since Sir Reynold’s funeral took place today, I think the wedding should be shifted to next week, to avoid heartbreaking moments, and unnecessary talks from different folks.

Luke looked at me, his eyes were all red. “I know. But that’s what he wanted.”

“What?” I blurted out immediately.

“I saw it in one of his letters when I went to the hospital. He wrote that I should get married to you the day after his funeral.”

“He said that?” I arched an eyebrow.

“Yes he did. Do you think I’ll be in a hurry to get married to you?”

“What do you mean by that? Am I not beautiful than your girlfriend?” I gave him a sardonic smile.

“I do not have a girlfriend,” he answered coldly, turning his face.

“What about Harriet?”

“She’s not my girlfriend.”

“Oh, you guys broke up?” I taunted, knowing fully well that they were no more.

He glared at me. “Don’t try to be so funny around here.”

Crap! Mason told me the same thing. Was I that bad? I mean, come on, it’s not like I was trying to crack jokes or something.

that this man was trying to act nice now. “Nah, I’m good,” I replied. “Take care, okay? And don’t think too much. But just know that whatever you do, Sir Reynold is watching you,

to my words, and I smiled at him, before walking away. My phone started ringing so I halted, to check

at him. He pushed me to the ground, getting on top of me. Yup, we dodged a bullet.

so sorry for them. The bullets were still being released,

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I struggled to catch my breath, I realized that Luke was shielding me from the upcoming danger. The deafening sound of gunfire pierced the air, and I watched in horror as bullets whizzed past

like a scene from a nightmare. The individuals who attended the funeral, were now scattered in every direction, desperate to find cover from the

their faces, they all scampered up and down. Yet, not everyone was fortunate enough to escape the bullets. And I felt so sorry

pounding in my

heavy with the hard scent of gunpowder, blending with the scent of fear. I couldn’t

on innocent people? Sometimes, I wondered why some people came to

I caught glimpses of wounded individuals, their pain clear in their anguished cries. My heart ached for them, and a deep sense of sorrow

their fellow human beings? This was absolutely brutal. I hope karma finds the

to Luke. I didn’t know, but his presence

like it was never going to come to an

be it.

get out

“Are you kidding me? Do you want

fear too much. No one’s going to

me wrong here mister, but

so

of death. It’s just that

thirties.” He replied, with his eyes fixed at a different spot.

I gaped at him, and another gunshot echoed through the air. “What you trying to say,

same spot, we might be killed,” Luke said, ignoring my

IN THE

tightly clasped around mine. And we both moved forward together, while the chaos continued to take place.