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.

“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, and he will always be proud.“

walking away. My

Luke screamed, and as I turned around to look at him. He pushed

terrorizing everyone present at the scene. Some people were hit with bullets, and I felt so sorry for them. The bullets were

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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 us, their deadly intent

us, chaos unfolded like a scene from a nightmare. The individuals who attended the funeral, were now scattered in every

faces, they all scampered up and down. Yet, not everyone was

pounding in my chest, my

hard scent of gunpowder, blending with the scent of fear. I couldn’t help but wonder who could be responsible for such a senseless

drive someone to unleash such terror on innocent people? Sometimes, I wondered

their pain clear in their anguished cries. My heart ached for them, and a

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

rain down, and I clung to Luke. I didn’t know, but his presence was providing a feeling of security in the core of this storm.

to come to an end. And I

be it.

out

shot him a crazy look. “Are you kidding me? Do you want to get

fear too much. No one’s going

mister, but can’t you see the dead bodies all over the ground? Do

so scared of death?”

It’s just that I’m still too young

you should be in your early thirties.” He replied, with his eyes fixed at a

through the air. “What you trying to say,

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

IN THE AIR

the way, his hands tightly clasped