The Love From Vengeance

215: IN THE DARK

LUKE’S POV

I woke up to the sound of loud, upbeat music blaring from the living room of my mansion. I groggily rubbed my eyes and checked the time. At precisely 8:00 in the morning, I was astounded that someone was already playing loud music.

Curiosity getting the best of me, I slowly made my way downstairs to the living room. Ast approached, the music only grew louder. I was met with a sight that made me burst out laughing

In the middle of the room were Randy and Ethan, dancing their hearts out. They were both completely lost in the music, moving their bodies in wild and erratic motions.

I couldn’t help but join in on their infectious joy. “What on earth are you two doing?” I asked, trying to stifle my laughter.

“We’re dancing!” Ethan exclaimed, twirling around and almost losing his balance.

“Yeah, we found this cool song and couldn’t resist,” Randy chimed in, still bouncing around to the

beat.

I couldn’t help but smile at their innocence and carefree nature. “Well, you two certainly know how to start the day off right,” I said, still chuckling.

Ethan’s eyes–lit up, and he grabbed my hand. “Come on, Luke! You have to dance with us,” he insisted.

I hesitated, knowing I had to get ready for work. “I don’t think I have time, buddy. I have to get ready for work,” I explained, trying to free my hand from his grip.

But Randy had other plans. “No way! You have to dance with us, or else we won’t let you leave the house,” he declared.

I couldn’t resist their playful challenge. I let out a laugh and began to dance along with them, much to their delight. We were all jumping and twirling, completely lost in the music and the moment.

Suddenly, the music stopped, and we all froze, trying to catch our breath. That’s when I heard a soft gasp from behind me. I turned around to see my aunt Mariam standing at the stairs, with a look of

surprise and amusement.

she said,

not every day you see me dancing like

good to

Randy and Ethan had been the perfect way to start my day. And as I got ready for work, I couldn’t stop smiling at the thought of

THE DARK

me joy. And by the way, my aunt and

there was still hope. I hope that Ariel and I will get back together once

ARIEL’S POV

my mansion’s dark, twisting hallways. The air was cold and musty, and the only light came from a single flickering torch I held. I knew exactly where I was

wooden door, I could hear the faint sound of someone stirring inside. I grinned, knowing Harriet was awake and waiting for

the floor, her hands and feet bound with thick ropes. She slowly

a chuckle. “Look who’s finally awake.”

Come to gloat about

and crouched down, looking her directly in the eyes. “Actually, I came to ask you a question. Where is my

idea. And even if I

back up. “I really don’t understand why you’re being so difficult. Just tell

of you?

blood began to boil at her insults. How dare

my voice dripping with venom. “I don’t like your attitude. Not one

bit.”

to a corner of the room and picked up a heavy chain that was lying on the ground. I

“What are you doing,

just

swung the chain and hit Harriet hard across the face. She let out a blood–curdling scream as I hit her again

stop!” she begged.

need for vengeance and anger fuelled me. I wanted Harriet to

to me.