The Love From Vengeance

220: AT THE GRAVEYARD

LUKE’S POV

Life

e was a complex and unpredictable journey filled with moments of joy, sorrow, and everything in between. It could be hard, with challenges and struggles that test our strength and resilience. It could also be good, with moments of pure happiness and contentment. But it could also be bad and even terrible, with heartache, loss, and pain. Despite having wealth and material possessions, there were times when everything seemed to be falling apart, and nothing could fix the brokenness. It was a reminder that true happiness could not be bought, and even with all the riches in the world, life could still be filled with hardships and difficulties. In those moments, we had to find strength and hope, knowing that even the darkest of times would eventually pass and life would once again find its

balance.

Right here, right now, my heart felt heavy, and my soul felt shattered. I could feel myself broken, as if someone had taken a hammer and shattered every piece of me. The darkness slowly crept in, taking over my mind and thoughts. I tried to fight it, but it was too strong.

Right at this moment, I thought of all the loved ones I had lost, the memories we shared, and the moments we would never have again. It was a painful realization that brought tears to my eyes. The sadness was overwhelming, and I couldn’t help but feel alone and lost. But in this darkness, I also needed to find strength and resilience. I knew I had to keep going, for myself and those I had lost.

I remember the time when I used to be a complete monster toward Ariel. I always thought she was only after my money, and I treated her with nothing but contempt. But now, as I find myself desperately chasing after her, I regret all of those moments when I spoke those harsh words to her.

I realize now that I was wrong about her and that my own insecurities and fears drove my actions. I wish I could turn back time and make things right, but all I can do is hope she will return to me. I never thought I would be the one chasing her, but now I understand the depth of my feelings for her and how much I truly care about her. I needed to make things right and show her the love and respect

she needed.

cemetery where my parents‘ grave

rows of headstones, my heart began to ache. Memories of my father flooded my mind, and tears threatened to spill from my eyes. I took a deep breath and finally reached his grave. I knelt down and traced my fingers

a beat when I realized it was my mother. I froze, unable to move or even breathe. What was she doing here? She had no right to be

my father was gone. She was the one responsible for his death and

stood up and made my way toward her, my fists clenched at my sides. When she finally turned around and

with hatred. “What are you doing here?”

and harsh tone.

her. How dare she come here as

“I spat.

to me. “I know I have no right to be here. But I just

had the nerve to apologize now, after everything she had done. I shook my head, my anger growing with each passing second. “Apologize? For what? For trying to kill me? For being the reason my father

regret everything I did, Luke. I was wrong,

and suffering she had caused. “No, I will never forgive you. I don’t even want to see your face.” My

the anger and hatred boiling inside me, and I just wanted her to leave. “Don’t waste your time,

I don’t deserve your

leaving her standing there in front of my father’s grave. I knew I would never forgive her, and seeing her here only brought back

heard her calling my name.