The Love From Vengeance

219: CHASED

ARIEL’S POV

After leaving the hospital, I was driving alone on a deserted road at night, the only source of light being the headlights of my car. I turned on the radio to keep me company as I drove, but the music only added to the eerie feeling of being alone in the dark.

Suddenly, I noticed two cars in my rearview mirror, their headlights glaring and getting closer by the second. I couldn’t shake off the feeling that something was wrong. I tried to ignore it, but the cars were not slowing down.

My heart started racing as I realized that they were following me. I tried to increase my speed, hoping to lose them, but to my horror, they also sped up. It was like a scene from a thriller movie, but this was real, and I was the main character.

I tried to calm myself down and think rationally. Maybe it was just a coincidence, I thought. But as I turned onto a different street, they followed. I knew then that I was in trouble.

I drove at full speed, trying to lose them, but they were persistent. We drove through the city, breaking stores and causing chaos in our wake. I was scared for my life, but I refused to give up. I couldn’t let them catch me.

Finally, we reached an empty road, and the two cars managed to get in front of my car, effectively

blocking my way. I was trapped.

My heart was pounding in my chest as I saw the men getting out of their cars. They were all black and had a sinister look on their faces. I knew I was in danger.

One of them came to my car and forcefully opened the door. I was rendered speechless as he delivered a forceful blow to the face, causing me to perceive stars. I could taste the metallic tang of blood in my

mouth.

sent them, but they didn’t answer. Instead, they tied my hands with a rope and dragged

at gun at me, making me freeze in fear. I didn’t know who these men were or what they wanted,

and confused, but I refused to show it. I had to stay strong and

a dark building. I couldn’t see anything, but I could hear voices and footsteps

untied my hands, only to tie them again in front of me. I could see their faces now, and they were all wearing

intent.

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them grabbed me by the arm and forced me to stand in front of a man sitting on a chair. He was the only one not wearing a mask, but his face

I asked, my voice

again. I could feel the pain in my face, but I refused to show weakness.

know what they wanted or who they were working for, but I knew

my eyes, ready for

down my face. I didn’t

heart breaking. I didn’t know what was going to happen to me, but I

knew my life wasn’t going to end like this.

in the car, I managed to untie the ropes and snatch the gun from one of the men. It was now or never; I had to

to strike. Whenever one of the men looked at me, I acted

the gun, but I quickly elbowed him in the face. He groaned in pain, and I took the opportunity to push

of this situation alive. I could see the hesitation in his

as the car stopped, I got out and ran as fast as I could. I could hear the men shouting and the sound of their cars chasing after me. I was running on pure adrenaline, not knowing where I was going, but just trying to