The Love From Vengeance

268: KISSES

ARIEL’S POV

Once filled with hope and joy, the heart was brimming with love. A relationship blossomed, and each day, a new chapter in the love story. There were hard dreams, whispered secrets, and a future built together. Yet, as time passed, cracks began to form in the once–unbreakable bond.

Small disagreements turned into heated arguments, each word a dagger that pierced a fragile heart. I tried to mend what was broken and salvage the love once shared, but the distance only grew wider. Doubt crept in, casting shadows over the once–bright love that illuminated the world.

Actions spoke louder than words, each betrayal a blow that shattered trust. The promises made in the past now feel like echoes in the wind, empty and meaningless. Held on desperately, hoping against hope that things would change and that the love that was once shared could be revived.

But love, once broken, is not easily repaired. The pain of indifference cuts deeper than any physical wound, hollow and lost. It is worth questioning, and it is the very essence of love itself. How could something so beautiful turn so ugly and so destructive?

I picked up the pieces of the broken heart, realizing that some wounds never truly heal. The love that was once defined now lay in ruins, a painful reminder of what once was. Mourned the loss of

what should have been forever.

In the aftermath of love’s destruction, a new person emerged. Scarred but resilient, he vowed never to let himself be broken in the same way again. He had been broken by love, but invaluable lessons were taught about strength, resilience, and self–worth.

Though the pain of heartbreak lingered, one day, there was knowledge: to rise from the ashes of broken love, stronger and more whole than ever before. Once broken by love, it was also made

unbreakable.

ARIEL’S POV

Luke’s intense gaze made me feel like I was under a microscope. I could see the anticipation in his eyes, waiting for me to say anything in response to what he had just quizzed me about. But I was at a loss for words. My mind was still reeling from the shocking sight–Harriet’s sh*t–that

had left me speechless.

I tried to gather my thoughts and form a coherent response, but I could only stare back at him, searching for words that wouldn’t come. Luke’s unwavering stare only added to the pressure, and I didn’t even know what the hell was wrong with me. I desperately wanted to say something to break the silence, but my mind was still trying to process the reality of what I had witnessed back

then.

“It’s….it’s…”

‘It’s who, Ariel?”

“It’s Harriet.”

*Harriet?” Luke raised an eyebrow. “You saw Harriet, and that’s why you’re speechless? Don’t tell.

scared of her.”

direction. “You know what? Forget I ever said

made me

touch was gentle and reassuring, and I felt my body relax as he held

my eyes. His gaze was intense, but it also had

feel safe.

said softly, his voice full of sincerity. “You can tell me

I won’t judge

at him. There was no way I

though I could see the love

that… it brought back

memories?”

don’t know. I just don’t want her coming to

“You

no matter what.”

chin tightened, his eyes never leaving mine, and the

need to. His actions spoke louder than

ever could.

his lips pressed against mine. I could feel

perfect one at the moment.

you, Ariel,” he whispered, and then

away with each touch. Not that I was actually afraid, but all shit relating to that disappeared. The stress and thinking that unfolded within me moments ago were being replaced

his back and pulling him closer to me. Our kiss grew more passionate, and I could feel the

rising

to run down my spine, I sighed softly, I could feet his hands moving down to my waist, and without hesitation, I brought my hands down

in each other, our bodies moving in perfect harmony as if they were made for

other.

each other’s. We were both panting, trying to catch

said, my voice barely above

once more before pulling me into a hug.

I asked

“She’s fine.”

had breakfast

“No, not really.”