The Love From Vengeance

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LUKE’S POV

Twenty–two years ago

The symphony of birds chirping outside my window greeted me as I slowly opened my eyes. The warm rays of sun streaming in through the curtains enveloped me in a cozy embrace. I stretched my arms and let out a content sigh, knowing it was going to be a wonderful day.

Saturdays were always special, but today was even more so because I had plans to spend the day with my mother in our garden. I felt joy and anticipation at the prospect of spending time with her in the splendor of nature. I couldn’t wait to start the day and make some beautiful memories with my dear mother, just as always.

I jumped out of bed and quickly threw on some clothes before rushing down the stairs. As I descended, I could hear the faint sound of my mother’s voice coming from the garden. I burst through the back door and saw her kneeling in the dirt, carefully tending to her beloved plants.

“Good morning, Luke!” she exclaimed, looking up at me with a warm smile on her face. The sight of her always brought a sense of peace and comfort to my heart. I greeted her back with a smile and joined her in the garden, ready to start the day together.

“Morning, Mom!” I exclaimed with pure joy in my voice. “Can we please play in the garden today? It’s such a beautiful day, and I can’t wait to spend some time outside with you.”

I stood, eagerly awaiting her response. I could already imagine all the fun activities we could do together in the garden. The possibilities were endless, from playing catch to having a tea party with my stuffed animals. I knew my mom would be just as excited as I was, and making more happy memories with her in our little outdoor oasis was just the thing.

“Of course, sweetheart!” she said, putting down her gardening tools. “What game do you want to play?”

I exclaimed, grinning from ear to ear. It was my favorite game to play with my mother, racing around the yard and trying to catch her. The thrill of chasing, being chased, the laughter, and the excitement always

as we walked around the trees

as she declared, “Okay, but I

than happy to go along with it. “You got it,” I replied with a smile, ready to let her be the

awesome.

my joy as I ran around the beautiful garden, my mother playfully chasing after me. My giggles filled the air as I darted between the

voice ringing through the garden and my heart bursting with happiness. The sound of our laughter intertwined with the rustling leaves and chirping birds, creating a

bunny!” she said, playfully

trying to catch me, but I

leaves, casting dappled shadows on the forest floor as we continued our playful chase. I could feel the wind in my hair and the thrill of my mother chasing after me to complete my chores. But at this moment, we were just two carefree souls enjoying the simple pleasure of

exclaimed, trying

I

us. I loved spending time with my mother; she was my best friend, and I always had the most fun when we were together. This was how we would often lose track of

but also my confidant and companion. I would praise her always, even if it meant repeating the beautiful words. I knew that no matter what, she would always be there to make me

we both collapsed on the grass, panting and laughing. “That

you think?” She pulled out a picnic basket from behind a