The Love From Vengeance

313: THE MONSTER THAT YOU ARE

FLASHBACK

LUKE’S POV

I took Harriet’s hand as we strolled down the cobblestone streets of New Haven, the

crisp autumn air swirling around us. Tonight was special; I had made reservations at one of the city’s most exclusive restaurants, Le Vingt–Cinq. I could feel her

excitement radiating beside me, her eyes moving with so much love.

The moment we approached the entrance, I couldn’t help but feel a twinge of nervousness. Would everything be perfect? Would she enjoy the evening as much as I hoped she would? Pushing aside my doubts, I held my head high and led her inside.

The restaurant’s interior was stunning, with dim lighting casting a warm glow over the elegant decor. A maître d greeted us with a smile and led us to our table near a large window overlooking the city skyline. Harriet’s gasp of awe made my heart swell

with pride; I had made the right choice.

We settled into our seats, and I couldn’t tear my eyes away from her. She looked

breathtaking, the soft candlelight dancing across her features. Taking a deep breath. to steady my nerves, I reached for her hand across the table.

“Harriet,” I began, my voice barely above a whisper. “I wanted tonight to be special because you mean everything to me. I love you more than words can express.

Her eyes widened in surprise, a soft smile spreading across her lips. “Luke, I love you too,” she murmured, squeezing my hand in return.

With a sense of relief flooding through me, I leaned back in my chair, determined to make this night one to remember. We perused the menu, indulging in dishes we had only dreamed of trying before. Each bite was a symphony of flavors, a testament to

the chef’s skill and expertise.

And as the evening wore on, our conversation flowed effortlessly, laughter mingling

with the gentle hum of the restaurant around us. We talked about everything and nothing, our words weaving together like a tapestry of shared memories and dreams,

for the future.

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unforgettable; it was the way Harriet looked at me, with love and adoration shining in her eyes.

joy.

velvet box hidden inside. I knew the moment was right; I wanted to spend the

box across the table

my chest. “Harriet, will you marry me?” I

For a moment, time seemed to stand still as she gazed at the ring, and then she looked up

marry you. But you’re engaged to that woman, Ariel. How are we going to

about that woman, and after that, the both of us can get married.

ring on.”

else in this world. So when you’re done ending that engagement with Ariel, I’ll slide in my finger, whatever

I said lowly and let out a sigh, putting the ring in the box and

some truth to

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were this close. And I didn’t even want to get too close to her anymore. Well, I did feel sorry for her when she was in prison, to the point that I even had to visit

THAT YOU ARE

I’m talking about

hoodie with a pair of jeans that suited her figure perfectly. But to hell with her and her looks. They might be great to other folks, but to- me, they’re just as

the moment because the anger boiling inside of me was way too much

to the park to watch the little children play, too. Don’t you think you’re the only one who

stop glaring at her. “I ask again, what are you doing here?” This time, my voice was threatening. Like a wolf

way.

think that tone of yours is going to make me afraid. I was in a relationship

can’t keep on wasting my time with

the melodrama, Luke. You knew. exactly what kind of person

many lives just to get what you