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?”

can. And I can picture myself taking away your daughter’s life. Stabbing her continuously or strangling her which one would

you touch her!”

about that, Ariel. We’ll see

away from me and made his way back inside his car. He drove off. My phone began to ring; Luke was the one who was

like music 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

let anything happen to her,” I whispered to herself, my voice barely more than a

words, the way she would cling to my

a pain so deep it felt like a physical

[PLASHBACK)

to the sound of birds chirping outside my window, 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 album for years to come. With a

morning, my little stars! It’s picture day today!” Lannounced it cheerfully. Lankel’s eyes widened with excitement, while Janice let out a yawn

their picture–perfect outfits. Lukel chose his favorite superhero t–shirt paired with jeans, while Janice

hand on one side and Janice’s on the other as we weaved through the crowd. Luikel’s eyes darted around, taking in the colorful decorations

professional photographer setting up his equipment. Lukel and Janice stood in line, their faces beaming with anticipation. Lukel kept adjusting his shirt

up the room. Lukel stood tall with a confident grin, while Janice’s eyes sparkled with innocence and joy. The photographer captured their essence with each click of the camera, freezing this moment

I treated Lukel and Janice to ice crearn as a reward for being such good sportsmen. We sat at a nearby bench, enjoying our sweet treats and talking about the fun we had that day. I listened to Luke’s tales of bravery and Janice’s

for a lifetime, Lukel and Janice held onto my hands tightly, their laughter filling the air. In that moment, I felt grateful for the

excitement, and they both let out a loud gasp: “Mommy,

“Well, let’s see what we can do, shall we?” I replied

the kids‘ faces

could feel my heart

can we start with the racing paine?” Janice

racing game.

I replied, and we made our way to the game 1 helped Janice sit

Janice, you press

and soon enough, they were fully immersed in the