The Love From Vengeance

260: CONFIDENTIAL

LUKE’S POV

FLASHBACK

I stood in front of the grave, my heart heavy with memories and sorrow. Harking my mind back to the time I was informed of how they passed away in a tragle car accident was really painful. And here i was today, on their death anniversary. I had come to visit them with my cousin Riley

I kneeled down and placed a bouquet of flowers on their grave. “Hey, mom, hey, dad,” I said softly, my voice trembling. “It’s me, Lake. I miss you guys so much. I wish you were here with me today, still alive. I wish I could tell you about everything that has happened all these years, I wish I could hear your voices and see your smiles. I wish…”

Tears streamed down my face as I spoke to them, pouring my heart out. I could feel Riley’s hand on my shoulder, offering me comfort. When I was done, I stood up and turned to face her.

“Thank you for being here with me, Riley,” I told her, as my voice choked with emotion.

She smiled sadly at me. “I might not have been born when your parents were still alive, but I love them so much. They were family to me, too.”

I pulled her into a tight embrace, grateful for her presence, “Thank you for saving that, Riley. It

means a lot to me.”

We stood there for a few more minutes, lost in our own thoughts. Suddenly, the sky darkened, and rain started pouring down.

“We should go to the car,” I said, breaking the silence.

Riley nodded, her eyes filled with concern. We quickly made our way to my car, trying to shield ourselves from the rain. As we got inside, I turned on the engine and the wipers.

Luke?” Riley asked

relentless, pounding against the hield. I could feel my heart sinking further with

uttered,

Luke. But they’ll always be with you, in your memory. and in your

through my tears. “Thank you, Riley. You

with unshed tears. “That’s what family is

support. The rain continued to pour down, but I knew that I could weather any storm with Riley by

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here, glaring at my great–aunt, who returned the expression. She insulted my grandfather and my father, and reminiscing about those moments, I was boiling with anger. They were dead now, but she had

sorry about that.

and she was here, looking for respect. I didn’t want to be rude around here. If not, I would

mansion.

challenge her. That’s why I even let her stay in this house. But here she was now, upsetting me to the fullest, and I swear, I might give her a hard slap if

was the one who killed my father. I might have to be silent in that part. But the fact that she was just treating my mother like

did terrible, wrong, and evil things in the past, so she needed to take some insults. But yesterday, when I stopped her from jumping off that building, I felt this change of heart towards her

even though my mother’s sins were intense, forgiveness materialized within me, overshadowing the cloud of darkness and hatred I had for her. Now, I couldn’t be that mad at her. But I am still drawing my mind back to when she felt so full of herself, and I would just wish I hadn’t crossed paths with her anymore. But this was just life, my friend, and I had to live

cut her off, raising my voice to a certain point. “I respect the fact that you’re older than me But please, you have to respect yourself.”

you just so

as

glaring at me, and she moved her face closer. “I’m just waiting for the