The Love From Vengeance

325: DARK CONFRONTATIONS

ANDRE’S POV

It had gotten dark, and everyone had left the company, going to their various homes. Ariel was the last one to leave, and before she did that, we had a little conversation- just a normal conversation, actually.

I was exhausted from work, and my thoughts added to my stress. I had no idea how this all started, but my head couldn’t shake the thoughts away.

Walking to my car, I spotted a light of another car coming in my direction. The light was pointed at me, giving me the feeling that whoever was in that vehicle came to see me. So I stood, waiting for the car to stop and for the driver to leave.

When the car finally stopped, I didn’t take my eyes off it. The lights were turned off, and I stood still, letting the scene unfold. To my surprise, a familiar face stepped out. And this was not just any familiar face. It was my brother Mason. He was the one

who burst out of the car.

He wore a leather jacket and grey jeans. His face had several scars, and he was definitely not as handsome as he used to be.

“Mason? Is that you?” I asked cautiously. It could be that my thinking had brought me

to this imaginary world.

“What are you seeing, brother?” He replied, opening his arms wide.

He took some steps forward, but it was like he had been injured in the leg. Of course he was. His encounter with Luke was definitely the cause of it. I was quite sure about

that.

“Where have you been all these days?” I quizzed him. His steps were getting closer

each second.

Just trying to build myself.” He shrugged, making that not–caring face. “You know, after what your friend’s lover did to me.

But you deserved it, don’t you?”

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“Ha!” He snapped his fingers. “You know about everything now. I noticed that.”

“Do you have to be so cruel?”

“Cruel? Is that what you call me now?”

“Yes. Mason! You murdered a five–year–old kid who literally had no idea about

anything.”

son

had nothing to do with any of your…

“Then it wouldn’t be

one? That’s it, Mason? Seriously? That’s

glare had now overshadowed his visage. “Do you have any idea what Luke did to me, do you? Do you know the

his son. In

me. He was

her with the whole of my heart. But Luke had to take her from me. So I followed the law: an eye for an eye,

him pretty well. I looked around, and different.

walking

Mason. “Let’s find somewhere

promptly. We didn’t

while I drove.

traversed the desolate stretch of road; an eerie silence hung heavy in the air, broken only by the occasional whisper of the wind. Weathered and cracked asphalt stretched out like a yawning chasm, disappearing into the horizon. The

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could leave someone with

we heading to?”

you asking?

I’m just curious.”

You know how the saying goes: curiosity

window. “That’s an old season.” He looked at me with his sardonic smile. “Those are for babies, not

chuckled, not saying anything further. I only carried on with

cast elongated shadows that danced across the road, adding to the sense of foreboding. The sparse foliage that clung to their branches rustled softly

Its silhouette loomed like a specter, beckoning you forth with an unsettling allure. I approached in that detection, and the incline became steeper, the road winding its way upwards like a serpent’s coil.

would feel like you were suffocating under its weight, with the air growing colder. It would look like it was chilling you to the bone as you climbed ever higher toward the summit.

before us, disappearing into the darkness below. From this vantage point, I could see nothing but emptiness, a vast expanse of nothingness that stretched out

can get out now,” I told Mason,

indicated that he

fixed on

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hell are we doing here? Why have your brought us to

at him. “Are you scared?”

with that ‘why are you

asked you twice,” I told him calmly.

“Bullshit, Andre! Bullshit!”

car.

city. You had to bring us here.”

a problem with it?”

me if I have a problem with it? If I don’t,