The Love From Vengeance

235: DON’T HIDE IT

ARIEL’S POV

Turning around, Luke was the one I saw. He stood not too far from Janice and me, not taking his eyes off the two of us one bit. He had this sad countenance, not that we had spoken with each other yet. I began the conversation, but he already made me feel sorry for him.

“Ariel, he spoke my name softly, looking deeply into my eyes. Our gaze wasn’t coming to an end any time soon. “I’m glad I saw you.” His soft and gentle tone continued.

“Luke,” I vocalized softly as well. “What are you doing here?”

“I came here for you,” he answered.

“For me?” I asked, with a face that was puzzled to a certain degree. “How did you know that I came here?”

“You don’t have to worry about that. I’m here now, and that’s all that matters.”

“I’m sorry, say what now?”

“Daddy!” Janice ran to Luke, grabbing his leg in her buoyant mood.

He laughed and squatted to her level, holding her hands. “How have you been, pretty one?”

“I’ve been great, daddy. I was even thinking of telling Mommy to take me to you. It’s a good thing you’re here now.”

My eyes widened, hearing Janice’s words. She was thinking of doing what now?”

“It seems like my little baby is having a great time at the park.” Luke smiled. delightfully at her, kneading her nose.

“Yes, Mommy made this moment really special for me. We were looking at the sky before you came.”

“Oh, really? That’s nice.”

“Come on, daddy, take a good look at the sky.” Janice pointed towards the sky.

Luke looked in the direction of her finger. “Wow, the sky is really a beautiful one.”

I looked at the sky as well, and it was really beautiful, with the clouds moving slowly right there. It was a magnificent view.

beautiful, isn’t it?” Janice asked Luke.

imagine how it’s going to look like when the day gets dark, with the

dramatically, continuing, “It’s going to be real beautiful. just like your mother.” He turned to look at me, smirking. I quickly turned

face away

I glanced at him that very moment, watching how he

lost in his charm. “Why are you

him softly.

caring. You are my

don’t

the little children playing in this park.” Luke

of all ages ran and played, their

curly blonde hair giggled as her father pushed her higher and higher. Her pink dress fluttered in the wind, and her bright blue eyes

of tag. They ran around the playground, their sneakers pounding against the ground as they chased each other with shouts of glee. The tallest boy, with messy brown hair, managed to tag his friend, and they both collapsed

boy with glasses and a book in hand carefully constructed a sandcastle in the sandbox. He added a moat and a flag on top, a proud smile on his face as he admired his creation. A few feet away, a group of girls were having a tea party with plastic

and shot, their competitive spirits evident as they cheered and high -fived each other. One girl

were chasing bubbles that their parents blew for them. They squealed with delight as they tried to catch the colorful orbs, their tiny hands

the jungle gym, climbing and sliding

the paved paths, a

their movements.

do you see here?” Luke asked, setting his eyes back on

1. me.

children,” I replied slowly.

I know that. But tell me what you

answered

He pretended like

all

are they happy? It’s because they have what they want. They have the things that

think I know where this talk of

my hands. “Ariel, listen to

“Fighting what?”

see the passion in your eyes.”

told you that?” I asked in a whisper.

to tell me. I can see