The Love From Vengeance

Chapter 144

144 RECOGNIZED

ARIEL’S POV

“I’ve been searching everywhere for you Luke. Where have you been?” I asked Luke, my arms crossed. He was standing next to this familiar face. Couldn’t care about her.

“I just decided to take a stroll, you know, getting some fresh air and taking a good view at people as they move around,” Luke replied, smirking.

“You’re not supposed to do that. The nurse said…”

“That I’m not that strong yet, deep wound, and I should stay in the hospital for a few days. Yes, yes, I get it. But come on, Ariel. I’m not a little kid. I have everything under control. I mean look at me now, standing strong.”

“You got admitted into the hospital? What happened to you?” The woman asked Luke, making a worried face.

Luke glanced at her promptly. “Oh, you’re concerned now? We were talking and you couldn’t even recognize my wounded face.”

“Who is she?” I asked him.

“Oh, she’s just a friend.”

“Yeah whatever. You too can have your lovely moment. I’ll be leaving, and do not forget about what I told you, Luke. I’ll see you later.” She walked away forthwith.

Luke turned back to me. “So, why were you looking for me?”

“Don’t ask me that. You better follow me back to the hospital.”

“And what if I don’t?”

on your stomach.” I clenched my fist, faking an

laughed. “You’re seriously going to do that?”

“Oh

joking?” I chuckled. “Like seriously, you think I can’t do

I don’t think underestimate is

on, let’s go.” I held his hand and was about

along. But things went the opposite

I could feel my heart breezing

between us. And as our eyes met, I could see something that reflected in his mesmerizing gaze. The way he smiled at me, It was like he could see straight into my soul, what was revolving within me. In that moment, it was as

us. “Hey you two! Can’t you see you’re standing close

“But we’re not standing at the road. And by the way, we’re at the right spot for

you have manners?”

one more shit. I’ll come straight to you and beat you up, forgetting the fact that you’re older than me.” The man growled and drove his car away. Luke set his eyes back on me. “Can you believe that

hitting the road. Now, let’s go back to

both began to tread, making our way back to

*****

MASON’S POV

shop, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee lingering in the crisp morning air. As I walked down the street, a flood of memories washed over me, memories of

guilt gnawed at my conscience like

bustling city traffic mirrored the chaotic whirlwind of emotions inside me. My heart ached with the weight of my betrayal, the

Her warm smile, her

name into the wind, hoping against hope that somehow she could hear me, that somehow she could forgive me. But deep down, I knew that forgiveness, from her or from myself, was a luxury

self–loathing. The bustling

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