The Love From Vengeance

Chapter 137

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137: A MOMENT THAT LED TO DARKNESS

ARIEL’S POV

And I was still here, watching the unconscious Luke. I was gazing at his peaceful face at the moment, and the only thing I prayed for right now was that he should open his eyes.

1 harked my mind back to when I saw him wounded, as he fell down in pain. It was really painful. I couldn’t act like I still hated him at that moment; I was only human after all. This hatred for Luke had faded. If there was something I had come to learn, it was that. And I didn’t know why I had to give in.

Give in? Wait, why should I be telling myself this right now? Was I falling in love? Oh my gosh, this was quite messed up, Ariel.

Luke’s hand shook, and I had to set my eyes back on him. His eyes were still closed, but his hand jounced for the second time. With this, I had a feeling that he was about to open his eyes; that would happen any moment for now. The hope in me had risen again, like the sun, shining, and why the hell did I feel a smile coming on?”

ANDRE’S POV

Mason made his way downstairs, staring at my mom as she took care of my wounds. His mocking smirk lingered on his face. He stepped closer, hands dipped in his pockets.

“Wow, brother. You got into a fight?” He taunted. I sighed, not even wanting to give him attention.

“He didn’t, alright?” My mother replied before turning back to me.

“Well, I did get into a fight.” I took my mind back to the baldheaded man Luke and I had faced.

“I can see that,” Mason sneered, eyeing the bruises on my face. “Who was it now, huh? Some good for nothing, punk? Why would he waste his time fighting a chicken like you? But he did wound you.”

father vocalized harshly.

down, father. I haven’t come here for nonsense. I’m just concerned about my elder brother. So tell me, André. Who did it?”

linger–Mason always had a way of getting under my skin, and I hated it. “It doesn’t matter,” I muttered, avoiding his

help a delinquent like you, and you’re here telling

alright?” I scoffed. “You only care about your reputation, not me.”

place. “You don’t know anything about me, André. You never have.”

him. “Tell me something about yourself that I don’t already know.”

a step closer to me. “Fine. I care about my reputation because it’s the only thing I have left. The only thing that

saying now? What do you mean by

perfect son, the one everyone loves. Meanwhile, I’ve always been the troublemaker, the one who can never live up to

“I’ve never expected this terrible side from you, Mason. I’ve always wanted us to get along, but

out a bitter laugh. “Get along? You’ve never even tried to understand me. You’ve always been too busy with your own life. And

“Fake things?”

like we’re close to

because you refused to become a great person. I’ve loved you, brother, and I’ll always love you. You just got to

tapping him

EIGHT YEARS AGO

ARIEL’S POV

atmosphere. The aisle stretched out before me, lined with flickering candles that cast a warm glow over the room. The moment I took a deep breath, I felt the weight of the elaborate gown‘ I wore, the satin and lace hugging my frame in a way that felt

A MOMENT THAT LED

than comforting.

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