The Love From Vengeance

79: TIME

ARIEL’S POV

It had been two weeks since the tragic incident occurred, and the impact was still felt by everyone. The sudden loss of Riley and the maids was a devastating blow that left a permanent scar on our hearts. The grief and sorrow were overwhelming, but it was Luke who was hit the hardest.

He had lost not only his beloved cousin, but also the loyal maids who had been a part of his life for years. The emptiness and sadness he felt were palpable, and it was clear that he would never be the same again.

He had been struggling with depression for the past few days, and I couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. He seemed distant and withdrawn, barely speaking or eating, and he hardly did anything at all. Just going to work, with a sad countenance.

It was difficult to see him like this, and it was clear that he was going through a rough time. We didn’t spend time together anymore. We even slept in separate bedrooms at night. I wanted to reach out and help him, but I didn’t know how to make things better. All I could do was hope that he would find his way out of this dark place soon.

Yes, I wanted vengeance. No doubt about that. But seeing him like this every day? I couldn’t help but feel shattered. I had been consumed by thoughts of revenge, wanting to see him pay for the pain he had caused me.

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But here I was, dwelling in agony as he dwelled in agony. And just thinking about his broken state had me sorrowful. I couldn’t help but feel broken myself. This was not the outcome I had hoped for, and I couldn’t bear to see him in such a state.

After the incident that rocked his life and left him with painful memories, Luke move to a new mansion in New Haven. He couldn’t bear to live in the old its constant reminder of the tragic events that had unfolded there.

aded to

anymore, with

The house held too much sorrow and pain for him, and he knew he needed a change of scenery in order to heal and move on. I totally understood his point of view. And I just hoped he would change back to the way he used to be.

I sat on a bench in the park, watching as small kids played happily on the green grass. The sun shone bright, lighting up their smiling faces. They laughed and ran around, full of joy. I couldn’t help but smile at them.

A group of kids gathered around a sandbox, their small hands busy building sandcastles. They molded the sand into towers and moats, their imaginations creating magical kingdoms. I was captivated by their awesome creations, making my smile wider.

Then there was this little boy who was running, but stumbled, and fell. He began to cry. I couldn’t help but feel sorry for him. I got up and was about to move in the little boy’s direction. But someone blocked me. It was Mason.

in the park, watching these little children play?” Mason

rushed to help him from the

Th

when I’m talking to

him.

want?” Mason laughed. “I hope you haven’t forgotten about our plan. If so, then forget

Luke to sign those papers, okay? Just

He blurted. “It’s been two weeks Ariel. Two goddamn weeks, and you still haven’t given

a little. “It’s just

that what?”

on the bench once again. “Didn’t you hear of the tragedy that

His

to give him

you want to give more time to heal from his pain, goes to work

with him. I see what you don’t see, and I know what you don’t

little babies being buried. Yes, six feet underground. What’s their name again? Right;

Luke sign those documents in just a matter of

“When?”

just

you going to make

more time,” I told him.

to give you more time. But it’s not going to take this long,” Mason spoke, crossing his

right now?” I looked at

going to murder your babies. Should I use

please just stop it?”

getting on

you; Luke has been going through a lot, and giving him a