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.”

the son

“He had nothing to do with any of your… problems with Luke. If

chuckled, moving his fingers together. “Then it wouldn’t be a cool one.”

Seriously? That’s what you’re going to say?”

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

have to go ahead and kill his son. In case you don’t know,

me.

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

scanning him

walking by.

turned back to Mason. “Let’s find somewhere more safe to talk about

my car, and Mason followed promptly. We didn’t

while I drove.

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 darkness

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It could leave someone

we heading to?” Mason asked, looking around.

you asking? Are you afraid?”

I’m not. I’m just curious.”

curious then. You know how the saying goes:

“That’s an old season.” He looked at me with his sardonic smile. “Those

further. I only carried on with

fingers grasping at the void. Their twisted forms cast elongated shadows that danced across the road, adding to the sense of foreboding. The sparse foliage that clung to their branches rustled softly as if murmuring secrets to the

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

deepen, pressing in on all sides. If you were here with me right now, you 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.

road stretched before us, disappearing into the darkness below. From this vantage

I told Mason, not glimpsing at him.

What are we doing here?” he asked me. His tone indicated that he was frightened, but he didn’t want to admit

were tardily fixed on him,

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we doing here? Why have your brought us to this

at him. “Are

He snarled promptly. “Enough with that ‘why are you scared shit,‘ ‘alright? I’m

I only asked you twice,” I

“Bullshit, Andre! Bullshit!”

your voice down and leave the car. We

all the places in this city. You had

have a

problem with it? If I don’t, do you think I’ll be saying