The Love From Vengeance

97 AND THERE WE STOOD

ARIEL’S POV

Now here I was, standing still, and staring at Luke, who was also staring at me across the road. The anger within me was quite clear, and I just wanted to sove him, and kneel his balls, or something. But some other mind told me to not do anything stupid.

And Luke was really stupid, acting crazy continuously. So, I too needed to do the same, so I could handle him pretty well. As the Ava Max song goes, sweet but a psycho. I’m so going to show this man how crazy I could get.

As Luke’s intense gaze continued to bore into me, I couldn’t help but wonder what thoughts were running through his head. Was he angry? Confused?

Why was he going to be angry anyway? He was the one who did shit. If someon was to be upset around here, it should be me. And confused? Nah, he obviously knew what I had in mind right now.

But whatever it was in his head, I couldn’t deny the urge to speak my mind and let him know exactly how I felt. I knew it would probably start an argument. Yeah, it was definitely going to start an argument.

Well I was sick and tired of his goddamn demeanor. It was just so galling. Tongue -lashing him was something I was planning on carrying out, right here, right

now.

But now, I just couldn’t. I couldn’t flaunt the rage within me, and I felt frozen for some reason. With the gaze still on, I felt like a statue. And looking into his eyes, I could recall the past conflicts between us.

EIGHT YEARS AGO

of my tears as they trickled down my face, each drop carrying the

was so menacing, so full of

air felt thick with worry, and every step he took seemed to echo in the room, each one bringing him closer to where I sat, feeling smaller and more vulnerable than ever. The sight of him, coupled with his piercing gaze, left *me trembling in anticipation

on me, and I was frozen in place, unable

confrontation

growing sense of helplessness. I tried to summon the strength to confront him, but his intimidating

moment, it felt like time had slowed down, each passing second stretching into an eternity of uncertainty and dread.

one feeling heavier than the last, until finally, he stood before me, his presence casting a long, foreboding shadow over the room. I braced myself for

fool.” He glared at me, moving his face closer to

wince in pain. His grip on my jaw

my attempts to reason with him all these times, he seemed determined to inflict

his senses before he decides to do anything baleful around

live in wealth? Is this not what you want?!” Luke snarled, angrily

grip on my jaw was tight and I could feel the pain shooting through my entire body. I wanted to scream, to fight back, but I knew it would

I do the same? Why shouldn’t I make your life miserable?” His tone was

frustration and anger mounting as he demanded for me to speak. But no matter

his force on my face was too much, preventing me from

word.