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.

Elizabeth,” my father chimed in. “Can’t you see how he’s standing

can

is a strong man, and

mom burst into laughter immediately.

laughing?” My dad asked, giving her a puzzled face. “I’m strong, right?

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

so funny?” She fixed her hand on his

gaped

camping and you got chased by bees,”

bees.” He tried to

elfish tone, taunting him. “Oh tell me more about

of here.”

mom continued laughing, but I rolled my eyes, not giving her the playful mode. “Mom, you

end to her laughter. “We should get going then. But have do you perhaps know where Mason is? I

stormed out of the

she raised

I sighed, and walked out of the

me!” I could hear her

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ARIEL’S POV

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 to my thoughts, which were heavy with worry and exhaustion. I had been

condition.

He was rushed to a room by the nurses, and doctors. Now I just hoped nothing bad would happen to him. The

at me.

in confusion, wondering where the festive 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

movies, 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

in surprise as the musicians began to play, their

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