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 of

innocent!” I bawled right away. “He had nothing to do with any of your… problems with Luke. If

fingers together. “Then it wouldn’t be a cool

cool one? That’s it, Mason? Seriously? That’s what you’re going

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 he caused me, the pain that I had to go

have to go ahead and kill his son. In

to me. He

Sofia was family too,” Mason spat, and in a whisper, he said, “I loved her so much. I loved 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, a tooth for a tooth. Karma

at him in silence, scanning him

walking by.

somewhere

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

while I drove.

broken only by the occasional whisper of the wind. Weathered and cracked asphalt stretched out

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It could leave someone with a sense of unease as you pressed forward.

we heading to?” Mason asked, looking

are you asking? Are

I’m just

You know how the saying goes: curiosity kills the cat.”

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

saying anything further. I only carried on with

like skeletal fingers grasping at the void. Their twisted forms cast elongated shadows that danced across the road, adding to the sense of

a solitary hill rose ominously against the backdrop of the starless sky. Its silhouette loomed like a specter, beckoning you forth with an unsettling allure. I approached in that

seemed to 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

a moment, all was still. The road stretched before us, disappearing into the darkness below. From this vantage point,

get out now,” I told Mason, not glimpsing at

indicated

eyes were tardily fixed

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are we doing here? Why have

hoisted my brows at him. “Are

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

twice,” I told

“Bullshit, Andre! Bullshit!”

your voice down and leave the car. We are here to talk,

in this city. You had to bring us

have a problem with it?”

have a problem with it? If I don’t, do you think I’ll