The Love From Vengeance

78: IN MY HEART

LUKE’S POV

I stood at the entrance of the funeral home, my heart heavy with grief. Inside, my beloved cousin Riley lay peacefully in a casket, her young life cut short at just seventeen years old. The room was filled with sorrowful faces and the scent of fresh flowers. I took a deep breath, trying to steady myself before stepping forward.

I approached Riley’s parents, my aunt and uncle, who stood next to the casket, tears streaming down their faces. I could see the pain etched on their faces, the weight of loss bearing down on their shoulders.

I hugged them tightly, sharing their grief. “I’m so sorry for your loss,” I whispered, my voice choked with sadness.

“Thank you, Luke. It means a lot to have you here with us,” My aunt, Sarah replied. That was the name of Riley’s mother. Her eyes were red and puffy from crying. I nodded, unable to find the right words to comfort her.

“I can’t believe she’s gone,” she added, her voice trembling

Taking a deep breath, I slowly made my way to a vacant seat near the front row. I sat down, my eyes fixed on the casket. The pain was really intense.

Memories of Riley flooded my mind her infectious laughter, the way she always had a kind word for everyone, and her vibrant spirit. It was hard to believe she was gone.

As the funeral service began, a soft, somber melody filled the room. I listened to the minister was about to speak about Riley’s bright personality and the impact she had on those around her.

voice filled with compassion, began, “Ladies and gentlemen, we are gathered here today to remember and celebrate the beautiful life of Riley. Though her time with us was tragically short, she left an indelible mark on everyone she encountered.”

joy to all who knew her. She

groceries? Always with a smile on her face.” I heard the voice of a lady whispering from behind.

Riley’s kindness knew no bounds. She had a heart as wide as the ocean, and her acts of compassion touched

heard and understood, even when I couldn’t find the words to express my grief.” A man sitting behind me vocalized.

friends. She had an innate ability

the quiet sniffles, someone else spoke, “I’ll never forget how Riley rallied the community during the floods last year. She organized a fundraiser and

in

believed in the

bright light within us. In her memory, let us continue to spread love, kindness, and compassion. Though her time was short, her impact was immeasurable. And as we say our final goodbyes, may we remember Riley as the beautiful soul that she will forever be.” After all these heartfelt eulogies, I found myself standing up to share my own memories.” Riley was more than just a cousin to me. She was my best friend, my confidante, and the one who always made me laugh when I

way she never failed to bring a smile to my face. Riley was a beautiful soul, and her absence will

comfort, but the pain of her loss still lingered heavily in my heart. The service concluded

that Riley would forever hold a special

Riley’s grave, surrounded by family and friends. They were sharing stories, laughter, and tears, finding solace in each other’s presence. It was a bittersweet moment.

cemetery, my heart heavy with loss. Riley’s memory would forever be in my heart. I knew that life would never be the same without her, but I would

her eyes met mine,