The Love From Vengeance

Chapter 145

145 JOYFUL NOTES

ANDRE’S POV

I stood still, eyes fixed on my mother as she walked up to me. I was supposed to go pay Ariel a visit at the hospital, cause I had a feeling she would be there. Now I was being delayed by my parents. Just great, I was the one who brought this upon myself. I woke up, got ready for work, forgetting that about Ariel.

“You’re going to work?” My mother asked, she had gotten a little bit closer to me.

“Yes. But I’ll be going to the hospital first to see how Ariel and Luke are doing.”

“Oh right. We should go and see them, don’t you think?”

“You want to come along?”

“Yes, of course. Ariel is like a daughter to me, so I really need to check up on her.”

“Okay then, we can start leaving now.”

“Woah woah woah, young man. Not so fast” my mother spoke, and I gave her a curious look.

“Anything?”

“Yes, I thought you were wounded last night.” She crossed her arms.

“Yes. Yes I was,” I responded.

“And you’re feeling better now?”

“Yes,” I answered and let out a sigh. “I am feeling better now,” I added. Honestly, when I woke up this morning, took my bath, and put on my clothes, I totally forgot I got some scars on my body. Like, it wasn’t even painful. It was like nothing happened last night.

“Are you sure about that?” My mother gave me a skeptical look.

you see how he’s standing and talking

can see that.”

strong man, and he took

mom burst into laughter

dad asked, giving her a puzzled face. “I’m

refused to answer, as her laugh got harder. And seeing her cracking up

Aren’t you just so funny?” She fixed her

dad gaped at

camping and you got chased by bees,”

ordinary bees.” He tried to defend.

taunting him. “Oh tell me more

of here.”

I rolled my eyes, not giving her the playful mode. “Mom, you got to stop laughing. Time’s not

get going then. But have do you perhaps know where

don’t know, but he stormed out

did that?” she

walked

for me!” I could hear her

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ARIEL’S POV

the edge of my uncomfortable plastic chair, gazing out the window at the dreary cityscape beyond. The beeping of machines and the faint murmurs of nurses outside the door created a dull backdrop

condition.

hospital when it happened. He was rushed to a room by

at me.

sounds could be coming from in such a somber place. Then, as if materializing out of thin air, a group of Mexican musicians burst into the room, their vibrant energy

the musicians sported wide–brimmed hats, embroidered shirts, and polished leather boots. They carried guitars, trumpets, and maracas, their fingers flying expertly over the strings and keys, producing a cacophony of joyful melodies that seemed to dance

the musicians began to play, their infectious

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