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.

brushing his hair away from his face.

not as much as

kiss on his forehead. I couldn’t bear

Lukel. Mama is so proud of you,” I said, my voice filled

admiration.

beamed at me, his eyes sparkling with happiness. I knew that my little boy was a fighter, and he would get

few minutes, Lukel’s pain had subsided, and he was 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

home, I carried Lukel inside and sat him on the couch. I brought him a glass of juice and

can we watch my favorite cartoon?” he

you feel better,” I replied,

request.

THROWBACK BEAUTIFUL

his favorite cartoon and laughing together. As I looked at my little boy, I couldn’t help but feel grateful for moments like this. Moments where

he was back to his usual energetic self. Andre had told me that we would bring Janice

up at me with those beautiful eyes. “Thank you

whispered, “No, Lukel, you’re the best. Mommy loves you and your sister more than anything in

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 only three years old, chase after the ball

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 daughter, her curly hair dancing in the breeze as she

running around in excitement, and the occasional blast of a referee’s whistle cutting

my 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

brother weave in and out of the other