The Love From Vengeance

60: THE WEDDING

LUKE’S POV

Ariel, adorned in her stunning white gown, stepped into the grand hall where our wedding was to take place. The air was heavy with anticipation, and the room fell silent as all eyes turned towards her.

And I couldn’t get my eyes off her. Her face was adorned with makeup, and her eyes were just so captivating. Her red lips added to her magnificent beauty, and I couldn’t even recognize her anymore.

I was still standing at the altar, and my gaze was fixed on this ravishing lady, who, for a moment, I thought was a goddess. The way she gracefully entered the hall was simply fantastic. And she was walking majestically, taking leaden steps in my direction.

At the moment, my face held a mix of awe and disbelief as I continued to look at the woman I was about to marry. And the room seemed frozen in time, everyone captivated by Ariel’s entrance. I know her looks were killing it. Never had I seen such beauty before. How did I not see this charm all these years, including the time we were married?

A soft murmur traveled through the crowd, and everyone was obviously whispering admiration for Ariel’s beauty.

Her dress was adorned with ravishing lace, which hugged her figure gracefully as she glided down the aisle. The simplicity of her appearance emphasized the natural elegance that radiated from within her. Oh man, she was totally killing it.

Her eyes met mine, and this spark just unfolded within me. It was quite clear she noticed the passionate look in my eyes. And I’m not going to lie, this affection was there, causing me to be lost in this imposing beauty.

Each step Ariel took echoed in the room, the sound magnified by the hushed atmosphere. The petals scattered along her path, creating an impulsive trail. I caught a whiff of the fragrance of the flowers, which drifted through the air, filling the space with a delicate sweetness.

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Ariel drew nearer to the altar, and it was something to be glad about. At least she didn’t decide to go into crazy mode. And yeah, I marveled at the way she carried herself majestically, a vision of grace and beauty.

The guests all gave her their attention, their eyes solely fixed on the bride, and they all watched her with admiration and adoration.

before them, and they were obviously relishing the scene at the

eyes locked once again, and I couldn’t stop staring at her. She was even more beautiful when she was in close proximity

at me, and I quickly took my face away. This was kind of weird. After that, the priest joined us on the altar. He adjusted

me and Ariel.

witness the sacred union of two souls embarking on the beautiful journey of marriage. Before us stand Ariel Clinton and Luke Reynold, ready to exchange their

words were quite soothing. I glanced at Ariel, only to realize she was doing nothing but

1. me.

your lovely husband, to support him through all the joys and challenges that life may bring? Will you

Ariel answered softly, and the

do you take Ariel Clinton to be your cherished wife, to embrace her with unwavering love, sharing in both her triumphs and tribulations? Will you pledge to be there for her in sickness

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health, providing solace and support?”

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those words, I glanced at Ariel, and my mind took me back to the times I caused her pain. She shed tears continuously, all because of me. I didn’t know if I was feeling guilty

thinking about those moments.

breaking me from my thoughts.

see the eagerness in her

seconds, I shook my head before I

continued, “May your love be a refuge, a sanctuary in times of illness, where you both find healing and solace. May

you embark on this sacred union, remember the power of your love. May it be a guiding light, illuminating even the darkest of days. Together, you will face the

looking at Ariel, wondering

after this.

hope. I asked

hands. I didn’t know why she couldn’t just