The Love From Vengeance

266: FIRM ON IT

LUKE’S POV

Mommy had to go out for a little while, but she’ll be back soon,” I said, gently wiping the sleep

from Janice’s eyes.

Janice pouted, “I miss her already.”

“I know, but she’ll be back before you know it,” I reassured her, kissing her forehead.

Janice yawned again and rubbed her eyes. “Did I sleep well, Daddy?” she asked, looking up at me

with her big, innocent eyes.

“I’m sure you did, sweetheart,” I replied, brushing her hair out of her face.

“I had a dream,” Janice said.

“Oh really? What was it about?” I asked, curious to hear her dream.

“Mermaids flying in the air,” she said, her face beaming with joy. “They were all so pretty, and they made the sky really bright.”

“That sounds like a beautiful dream.”

Ethan chimed in, “But mermaids can’t fly in the air, Janice. It’s impossible.”

“It was just a dream, Ethan,” Randy told him, rolling his eyes at his brother.

I wrapped my arm around Janice’s neck, pulling her closer to me. “Well, in your dreams, anything is possible.” I winked at her forthwith.

“Really, Daddy?” Janice asked, and her eyes widened with excitement.

“Absolutely,” I replied, smiling down at her. “Now, do you want to come and play with us?”

Janice hesitated. “But I’m not good at video games, daddy.”

“That’s okay, Janice. We’ll teach you.” I stood up and offered her my hand.

over to the couch, where Randy and Ethan

Randy said,

controller and showed her how to use it. She watched intently as

their

Janice, this is how you make the player run,” I said, guiding her fingers to

the controller

mimic my movements, but she was still struggling to get the

try to score a goal,” Randy said, encouraging

pressed a few buttons, and to our surprise, she scored a goal.

job, Janice!” Ethan exclaimed,

with delight. “Can

course you can,” Randy replied, smiling proudly at

though she wasn’t as good as Randy or Ethan, she was having a great time. And that’s all that mattered.

the mermaids had colorful wings and how they sang beautiful

Janice vocalized, with her eyes sparkling

amazed by her imagination. “Wow,

It’s not real,”

sometimes dreams can feel very

back at me and continued playing the game with us. It was a

with wild imaginations.

ARIEL’S POV

still staring at each other, the silence filling the hospital room, the question still ringing

shit, a lot of shit, and he deserved those shit back. He needed to go through the pain,

and the

was indeed a powerful emotion

me towards actions that might sound wild and crazy, which you could say

but

knowledge of this–nothing new, indeed a primal instinct -and yes, this feeling was rooted in the desire for justice and retribution because it was fueled by pain, and I was

because of the hurt he caused me. This

dominated my

conflict. Yes, this desire.could be somehow intoxicating, but fuck that. Mason was going

me an answer to my question, What are you going to do to Mason? Because my mind keeps telling me that

no way I’m

then? You’re going to call the