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.

asked. It was quite surprising that this man was trying to act nice now. “Nah, I’m good,” I replied. “Take care, okay? And don’t think too much.

away. My phone started ringing so

and as I turned around to look at him. He pushed me to the ground, getting on top of me. Yup, we

felt so sorry for them. The bullets were still being released, nad I couldn’t help but wonder

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me from the upcoming danger. The deafening sound of gunfire pierced the air, and I watched in horror as bullets

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

Yet, not everyone was fortunate

pounding in my chest, my senses

the scent of fear. I couldn’t help but wonder who could be responsible for such a senseless act of

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

caught glimpses of wounded individuals, their pain clear in their anguished cries.

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

to Luke. I didn’t know, but his presence was providing a feeling of security in the core

come to an end. And I didn’t know if it was the

be it.

get out of

“Are you kidding me? Do you want to get us killed?

too much. No one’s going

quizzed. “Don’t get me wrong here mister, but can’t you see the dead bodies

so

not scared of death. It’s just that I’m still too young

thirties.”

gunshot echoed through the

we continue to be in this same spot, we might be killed,” Luke said, ignoring my question, as he surveyed

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his hands tightly