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. “Yesterday, I told you

and her glare worsened. I had to compose

what’s your decision?”

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MASON’S POV

of coffee. My gaze was fixed on the passersby outside, but my thoughts were

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soft murmur of voices around me,

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

and breathtaking

grand adventures that filled my heart with 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 whispered words of

I stirred my coffee absentmindedly, my thoughts turned to the last days we had spent together and the painful goodbye that had torn my world apart. Sofie had been my rock, my anchor in a stormy sea, and losing her had left

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

with life, the sound of clinking cups and hushed conversations blending into a symphony of everyday moments. But for me, time seemed to stand still as

was quite painful, but this was all Luke’s fault. He was the one responsible for the death of my girlfriend, and he was definitely

EIGHT YEARS AGO

the drinks were flowing, and the dance floor was packed with people. Among them was

Luke was extremely drunk, and his vision

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