The Love From Vengeance

Chapter 142

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LUKE’S POV

Tiffany stood gracefully across the road,her golden hair shining under the morning light. She was dressed to impress in a stunning green minidress that hugged her curves in all the right places. Her matching heels added an extra touch of elegance to her overall look. And as she made her way towards me, she exuded confidence and radiated beauty, making it hard to take my eyes off of her.

Now I had to ask myself if this was the nurse I made out with back then. Damn, she looked really different. But come on, I wasn’t going to be lost in her beauty. I clearly remembered what she told me before I left for Andre’s party yesterday, and I hoped she was just joking.

I watched Tiffany as she walked in my direction, and I couldn’t feel the pain in my stomach anymore. It was absurd and crazy, but I liked it. And I hoped the sh*t wouldn’t come running through me again.

And Tiffany finally stood close to me, both of us staring at each other in silence. Right in her eyes, I could see her anger towards me. A glare that was so out of the world. And all I could do was just make a serious face.

“So, have you finally made up your mind?” Tiffany asked, crossing her arms.

“About what?” I raised an eyebrow, like I had no idea what she was talking about.

“Don’t play dumb with me.”

“Who said I was playing dumb with you? Do I look like I’m joking?”

“Are you really going to behave like this, now?”

“Behave like how?”

sigh of frustration.

worsened. I had to compose myself. “Yeah, you

what’s your decision?”

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MASON’S POV

sat at a small, cozy coffee shop, my fingers wrapped around a steaming mug of coffee. My gaze was fixed on the passersby outside, but my thoughts were a world away, lost in memories of

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around me, creating a comforting backdrop to

remembered the first time I met Sofie, her laughter tinkling like wind chimes in the warm summer air. Our connection had been instant, as though we were two pieces of a puzzle that had finally found each other. We had spent countless hours at this very coffee shop,

together, the road trips we had taken with no destination in mind, the spontaneous decisions that had led us to hidden gems and breathtaking views. I could still feel the rush of wind in my hair as

warmth; it was the small, everyday moments that I cherished the most. The quiet mornings spent sipping coffee in comfortable silence; the lazy afternoons cuddled up on the couch, lost in books or movies; the stolen kisses and

that had torn my world apart. Sofie had been my rock, my anchor in a stormy sea, and losing her had left me adrift, struggling to find my

her smile, the way her eyes sparkled with mischief, and the softness of her touch. The ache in my chest was a constant companion now, a reminder of the love we had shared and the emptiness that had settled in

still as I sat there, lost in a world that was no longer my own, a world where Sofie’s laughter still echoed in the air

the one responsible for the death

EIGHT YEARS AGO

and the dance floor was packed with people. Among them

Luke was extremely drunk, and

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