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 how he’s standing and talking boldly?”

can see that.”

man, and

into laughter

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

And seeing her cracking up like that,

you just so funny?” She fixed her hand on his shoulder.

dad gaped

went camping and you got chased

those weren’t no ordinary bees.” He tried to defend.

continued with her elfish tone, taunting

I’m out of here.” My dad

I rolled my eyes, not giving her the playful mode.

then. But have do you perhaps know where Mason is?

stormed out of the

she raised

I sighed, and walked out of

I could hear her screaming

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ARIEL’S POV

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.

already arrived at the hospital when it happened. He was rushed to a room by the nurses, and doctors. Now I just hoped nothing bad would happen to him. The silence was

at me.

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

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 to dance through

widened in surprise as the musicians began

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