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.

my father chimed in. “Can’t you see

I can

and he took it from his

burst into laughter

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

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

She fixed

dad gaped

and you got chased by bees,” my

no ordinary bees.” He tried to

taunting him. “Oh

out of

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

“We should get going then. But have do you perhaps know where Mason is? I haven’t seen him since morning.”

but he stormed out of the house last night.”

that?” she raised an

walked out

me!” I could

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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 in

condition.

began to shudder. The scene was really frightening, but thank God we had already arrived at the hospital when it happened. He was rushed to a room by the nurses, and doctors. Now I

at me.

brow 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 room, their vibrant energy filling

reminiscent of old Western 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 and keys, producing a cacophony of joyful melodies that seemed

widened in surprise as the musicians

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