The Love From Vengeance

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LUKE’S POV

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I was at the Sun House, standing in front of the mirror, adjusting my tie and straightening my suit. This was where I spent the night. And now I was preparing for this goddamn wedding. I couldn’t help but feel a mix of emotions. Today marked the day when I would fulfill my late grandfather’s wish. Well, only half of it.

He had always wanted me to marry Ariel because he believed she would bring happiness and prosperity to our family. I used to consider that to be bullshit. But the days had passed by, and I had to realize that there was something special about this woman.

I had never imagined myself in this situation. All these years, I was deeply in love with Harriet. We had dreams of a future together, building a life filled with love and companionship.

But as time went on, the cracks in our relationship began to show. Trust was shattered, and the person I thought I knew turned out to be someone entirely different. The pain of betrayal stung, leaving me wondering if love was worth the heartache.

And so, here I stood, ready to embark on a new journey with Ariel. She had reentered my life unexpectedly, like a gust of wind on a calm summer’s day. I never thought we would cross paths again, let alone consider marriage. But life has a way of surprising us, throwing unexpected curveballs our way.

Taking one last look at my reflection, I couldn’t help but notice how my hair had been meticulously styled. It was a small detail, but it represented the effort I was putting into this new chapter of my life.

I knew this was going to be a hard one, filled with bitterness. But I would have to take it all in and try my very best to develop feelings for Ariel. That sounds almost impossible.

Just as I traipsed downstairs, the doorbell rang, and I swiftly made my way to the door. I opened it, only to see Jack.

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“Good morning, boss,” Jack greeted.

“Morning,” I said, scanning him from up to down.

“So, are you ready?” He asked.

“You can see me in my suit, right? I guess you have an answer to your question.”

He laughed softly. “Yeah, I totally understand. So, we should be leaving then.”

“Oh, really?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

the car is right there,” Jack answered, gesturing toward the

I said with a slow nod. “Just give me a minute, okay? You can go wait

Jack said, and he made

behind me, the sound echoing through the empty house. The silence was overwhelming, a stark reminder of

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now stood still, frozen in time. It felt as if the very essence of my grandfather lingered within these walls, whispering his presence to

wave of doom washed over me. Memories of my dear grandfather flooded my mind, each one etched

laughter we shared, and the wisdom

traces of him. The

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to sit, reading his favorite books.

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Each object held a story–a cherished memory waiting to

me at the door, the warmth of his smile as he

The air was heavy with the weight of loss, and

unpredictable and unfair. It had ripped away the person who

center of the living room, the flood of emotions threatening to consume me. I closed my eyes, trying to hold onto those memories to keep his spirit

upon me, the lessons he taught me, and the values he instilled in my core- they would

can indeed be hard, filled with moments of joy and sorrow. But it is the memories we

its walls will forever be filled with the echoes of our laughter,

to be hard, I know. But I’ll try my best to follow

left the house, locking the door, and after that, I

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seat, waiting for me.

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I nodded slowly, with the thoughts

and he unlocked the door from the inside. I opened the car and got

smile, boss; today’s a big day for you,” Jack told me

guess,” I said underneath

at me, Jack wore some shades and threw another one to me. I was

back seat.