The Love From Vengeance

Chapter 256

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.

brushing his hair away from his face.

little bit, but not as much as

kiss on his forehead.

such a brave boy, Lukel. Mama is so proud of

admiration.

I knew that my little boy was a fighter, and he would

head back home. As we walked, Lukel held onto my hand tightly, occasionally stopping to show

him on the couch. I brought him a glass of juice

cartoon?” he asked, his eyes pleading.

to make you feel

request.

BEAUTIFUL MOMENTS

I couldn’t help but feel grateful for moments like this. Moments where I could take care of him and make him feel better. Moments where I could be

me that we would bring Janice home. So

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

rose as I kissed his forehead and whispered, “No, Lukel, you’re the best.

the pitch. My heart swelled with pride as I watched my son, Lukel, a bundle of energy at

twin brother. “Go, Lukel, go!” she squealed, clapping her hands together in delight. I couldn’t help but

sea of colors and sounds: parents shouting encouragement, siblings running around in excitement, and the occasional blast of a referee’s whistle cutting through the air. But all that mattered to me was the sight of Lukel, his tiny feet kicking up dust clouds as he raced across

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

out of the other players, his red jersey a blur of motion. “He’s amazing, Mama,”

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