The Love From Vengeance

196: MY SINS

LUKE’S POV

I sat alone in the dimly lit church; my hands clasped tightly together as I gazed at the flickering candles casting dancing shadows on the walls. The silence enveloped me like a heavy shroud, amplifying the turmoil in my heart. My mind echoed with memories of the hurt I had inflicted on

Ariel.

My heart ached with the weight of my mistakes, the sharp pang of regret piercing through me like a knife. How could I have been so blind and foolish as to have caused her so much pain? The tears welled up in my eyes, threatening to spill over, but I fought them back, my jaw clenched in a futile attempt to hold back the flood of emotions raging inside me.

The image of Ariel’s tear–streaked face haunted me, her eyes filled with betrayal and hurt as she turned away from me, her harsh words the last time I saw her cutting through me like shards of glass. I had never felt more alone than in that moment when she walked out of my life, leaving me standing there, shattered and broken.

I bowed my head, my shoulders shaking with silent sobs, as I prayed for forgiveness, for a chance to make things right and to earn back her love and trust. The emptiness of the church mirrored the void in my soul; the absence of Ariel’s presence was a gaping wound that refused to heal.

Lost in my thoughts, I whispered her name like a mantra, a plea to the heavens to bring her back to me. I longed to see her, to hold her in my arms and beg for her forgiveness, to tell her how much she meant to me now and how lost I was without her by my side.

A soft voice broke the silence as I sat there, consumed with guilt and longing. “Luke,” it said, and I looked up to see Father Michael standing a few feet away, his gentle eyes filled with compassion. We have known each other for a long time now. He was good friends with my grandfather, and he was someone that everyone would want to be like.

“Father,” I managed to choke out, my voice hoarse with emotion. “I’ve done something unforgivable. I’ve hurt someone, and it really hurts my heart to just live in those memories. Now I’ve realized that

she means the whole world to me.”

Father Michael approached me and placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. “We all make

mistakes, Luke. It’s what we do next that truly matters. Have you spoken to Ariel? Have you tried to

make amends?”

to start, Father.

healing, my son. Reach out to her, apologize from your heart, and be willing to make amends. It may not be easy, but it’s a start.”

most funny part? It’s that we both were getting along, even after all my mistakes. But all of a sudden, she just

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now, I’m filled with regrets.”

Michael said, sitting down next to me. “So now you are telling me that the both of you were getting along, laughing, and

We even had romantic moments,” I

then she just changed her demeanor, bringing back the

and I can’t blame her for it. I wasn’t nice to her those years. I know she used to consider me to

stays with us, Luke, no matter how hard we try to move on from it. It can be difficult to let go of hurtful events that have occurred, as they can leave a lasting impact on our minds and

something we cannot change, and it can be a challenging reality to accept. However, it’s important to remember that while we can’t change what has already happened, we can control how we react to it and how we choose to move forward. It’s a process of learning and growing, and ultimately, finding peace within ourselves

“So,

you trying to tell me now, father? Like,

your wife about everything. The two of you should make things clear to each other, putting aside all bitterness and differences. If you want your relationship to grow,

sure

I can tell. After leaving this building, you should go and meet her so the both

great. But apparently, she’s nowhere to

found? What do you mean by

questioned.

trying to call her, but I can’t reach her. And I’ve been searching, but

That’s bad. Have you informed the police about this?

”