The Love From Vengeance

256: THROWBACK: BEAUTIFUL MOMENTS

ARIEL’S POV

FLASHBACK

It was a beautiful summer afternoon. Luke and I were enjoying a picnic in the park while Janice was busy with drama at school.

We were surrounded by lush green trees and colorful flowers, and the sun was shining brightly in the clear blue sky. Lukel was running around, chasing butterflies and laughing uncontrollably. I couldn’t help but smile as I watched him, my heart filled with love and joy.

Suddenly, I heard a thud and turned around to see Lukel lying on the ground, and his face contorted. in pain. I rushed over to him, my heart beating fast with worry.

“Lukel, are you okay?” I asked, panic rising in my voice.

“Mommy, my knee hurts,” he replied, tears welling up in his big brown eyes.

I gently lifted him up and sat him on my lap, examining his knee. It was red and swollen, and there. was a small cut on it. I knew he must have tripped and fallen while chasing the butterflies.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart. Mommy will make it all better,” I said, trying to soothe him.

I reached into my bag and pulled out a first–aid kit. I cleaned the wound with some antiseptic and put

a bandage on it. Lukel winced in pain but bravely held back his tears.

still hurt, honey?” I asked, brushing his

but not as much as before,” he replied,

his forehead. I couldn’t bear to see him in

proud of you,” I

admiration.

little

back to his usual energetic self. We finished our picnic and decided to head back home. As we walked, Lukel held onto my hand tightly, occasionally stopping to show me a flower or

we reached home, I carried Lukel inside and sat him on the couch. I brought

can we watch my favorite cartoon?” he asked, his

sweetheart. I’ll do anything to make you feel better,” I replied,

request.

THROWBACK BEAUTIFUL MOMENTS

together. As I looked at my little boy, I couldn’t help but feel grateful for moments like this. Moments where I could take

his usual energetic self. Andre had told me that we would bring Janice home. So I wasn’t worried about that. Lukel and I played

me with those beautiful eyes. “Thank you for taking care of me. You’re the best mommy ever!”

the best. Mommy loves you and your

settled into my seat. My eyes were fixed on the tiny figures running back and forth on the pitch. My heart swelled with pride as I watched my son, Lukel, a bundle of energy at

and down with excitement, her little face alive with joy as she cheered for her twin brother. “Go, Lukel, go!” she squealed, clapping her hands together in delight. I couldn’t help but smile at the sight of my

excitement, and the occasional blast of a referee’s whistle cutting through the air. But all that mattered to me was the sight

breath with every near miss, my heart pounding in time with Lukel’s quick footsteps. I could see the determination in his eyes–the same fierce spirit that had driven him since he was born. He might be small, but he was a force to be reckoned with.

weave in and out of the other players, his red jersey