The Love From Vengeance

184: MEMORIES

ARIEL’S POV

I continued to glare at Mason, and his smirk only intensified my anger. He walked closer to me with that smirk still on his face. If looks could kill, this heartless man would probably be dead right now. Luke was no different from him; the both of the

were cold–blooded scumbags.

“Ariel, Ariel, Ariel, I’m so glad to see that you’re still alive. You know, I thought you would be dead after realizing what happened.”

“Are you happy, Mason? You’ve gotten what you want, right? You set a building on fire and placed my kids in it. Now Lukel was killed by his own father, all because of you.

“Come on, Ariel. Don’t put the blame on me. I was only following our agreement. Your husband is the one who should be taking all the blame here.”

“You are a monster.”

“You can repeat it,” Mason snapped at his fingers. “I am a monster, and you know what a monster does? It wipes away all its foes. So believe me when I say the job isn’t over yet.”

“Lukel is already dead. What do you want to do now?”

“Remember what I told you. I said I was going to kill your children if you refused to carry out the plan. And you refused, so I’m about to keep to my words.”

“Wait, what are you trying to say?”

“I’m trying to say that I’m not going to be satisfied unless I send your daughter to the grave.”

“You W

want to kill Janice? Can you even hear yourself right now?”

daughter’s life. Stabbing her continuously or

let you touch her!”

that, Ariel. We’ll see about

off. My phone began to ring; Luke was the one who was calling.

to my ears, filling their home with joy and warmth. But now, that laughter cannot be silenced. Sadness couldn’t take my place. I closed my eyes,

her,” I whispered to herself, my voice barely more than a breath.

my mind–Janice’s first steps, her first words, the way she would cling to my

went out. The thought of losing her was unbearable a pain so deep it felt like a physical ache in my chest

[PLASHBACK)

signaling the start of a beautiful morning. Today was a special day, it was picture day at Laikel and Janice’s school. I could already envision the adorable photos that would adorn our photo

eyes dlowly opening to greet the day. “Good morning, my little stars! It’s

chose his favorite superhero t–shirt paired with jeans, while Janice opted for a pretty pink dress with matching ribbons in her hair. I made sure their hair was neat and their

and Janice’s

in line, their faces beaming with anticipation. Lukel kept adjusting

room. Lukel stood tall with a confident

for being such good sportsmen. We sat at a nearby bench, enjoying our sweet treats and talking about the fun we had

the sun setting in the distance, I knew that these memories would be cherished for a lifetime, Lukel and Janice held onto my hands tightly, their laughter filling the air. In that moment, I felt grateful for the simple joys of life and the love that

we entered the arcade, Lukel and Janice’s eyes widened with excitement, and they both let out a loud gasp: “Mommy, can we play all the games?” Lukel asked, tugging on my sleeve.

can do, shall we?” I

the kids‘

I could feel my heart swell with joy,

racing paine?” Janice asked,

racing game.

helped Janice sit on

Janice, you press the buttons, all right?” instructed

soon enough, they were fully immersed in the game, laughing and cheering as they raced their