The Love From Vengeance

62: SURGE OF RAGE

ARIEL’S POV

Harriet’s furious gaze fixed on me as she raised her gun, intensifying my fear to the point of overflowing. It was clear to me that this woman had completely lost her mind.

Witnessing her cold–blooded murder of a pries

just moments ago, I couldn’t help but believe that I might be her next target. The situation had spiraled into complete absurdity, with the barrel of the gun now directed squarely at me.

My mind raced, desperately searching for a way out of this nightmare. Harriet’s eyes, once filled with life, now reflected a twisted sense of anger and madness.

This was so crazy; it was supposed to be a gleeful day, right? But things turned out the opposite way. This was something no one would sign up for. And damn, what was going to happen after this? Was I going to walk out of this hall alive?

As Harriet’s finger tightened around the trigger, my heart pounded in my chest, echoing the sheer terror that consumed me. I pleaded silently for a miracle, desperately hoping that someone or something would intervene and save me from this impending doom.

Harriet’s eyes bore into mine, devoid of any trace of humanity. It was as if she had become a vessel for pure malevolence, a force of destruction that sought to eradicate everything in its path.

A wave of thoughts crashed over me, with memories and regrets flooding my mind. I thought of my little ones, Janice and Lukel, wondering if I would ever see them again.

“Harriet, you don’t have to do this. You do not have to kill anyone,” I said, trying to see if I could give this woman some senses. “What will you gain if you kill me? Will it give you the happiness you want?”

“Yes, it will!” Harriet snapped. “If you die now, I will have Luke all for myself.”

“And how are you so sure about that?” I asked, raising an eyebrow.

me that! just start praying that you find a way to get out of this situation!” She continued

“That’s rich

from the person who just murdered a priest.” I

you straight to hell. You don’t belong here. You don’t

you think you’re going to be happy if you kill me?” I gave her a question that was likely to bring her senses back. “You think

will have Luke all for myself,” she vocalized. But

Harriet. You just murdered someone, and if you kill me, that’s going to be two charges. Who knows? You might spend the rest of your life in

Just worry about yourself right now,” she spat bitterly, not taking her hands off

murder,” I told her, and I continued with the lecture, “There are a lot of people around here who witnessed this. So, will you be able to escape this one? Accept the facts, Harriet. You’re going straight to

it,” Harriet said underneath

how

her from behind, causing both of them to lose their balance and fall to the ground.

a few feet away. Reacting swiftly, I wasted no time in

maintained a firm grip on Harriet, ensuring that she remained pinned to the floor. With the gun nów in

escape. Fear and desperation flickered in her eyes, and yet a sense of

Harriet, still pointing the gun at

go of me!” Harriet barked, struggling to break

her, but she was still trying to act stubborn.

you guys staring at? Someone call the cops or something!” I shouted at the guests who were just watching the three

ahead of you,” Mason said, moving closer in our

he was serious when he said he would show up at

police officers strolled in after that. They appeared strong and brave in their matching outfits, and they directed their steps toward

insane, I tell

eyes went to Harriet, who was still seething with anger. I couldn’t help but shudder at

bravery that I’m still standing here right now. Although he was a jerk, he still had some good sides to him. My vengeance was still going to be

who’s responsible for killing that priest, that innocent man.”

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