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.

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, and he will always

to my words, and I smiled at him, before walking away. My

at him. He pushed me to the ground,

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

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The deafening sound of gunfire

a nightmare. The individuals who attended the funeral, were now scattered in

was written all over their faces, they all scampered up and down. Yet, not everyone was fortunate enough to

the ground, my heart pounding in my

blending with the scent of fear. I couldn’t help but wonder

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

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

beings? This was absolutely brutal. I

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

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

be it.

to get out of

look. “Are you kidding

fear too much. No

are you so sure about that?” I quizzed. “Don’t get me wrong here mister, but can’t you see the dead bodies all over

so scared of

that I’m still

in your early thirties.” He replied,

gunshot echoed through the air. “What you trying to

same spot, we might be killed,” Luke said, ignoring my question, as he surveyed the whole surrounding. “We need to run from

IN THE

with the idiot leading the way, his hands tightly clasped around mine. And we both moved forward together, while the chaos continued