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.”

was the son of

any of your… problems with Luke. If you wanted revenge, you shouldn’t have touched any of the little

fingers together. “Then it wouldn’t be a

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

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

have to go ahead and kill his son. In case

me. He was family.”

take

scanning him pretty well. I looked

were walking by.

“Let’s find somewhere more safe

followed promptly. We didn’t say anything to each other

while I drove.

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

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could leave someone with a sense of unease

to?” Mason asked, looking around.

asking?

I’m not. I’m just curious.”

curious then. You know how the saying goes: curiosity kills

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

saying anything further. I only

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

sky. Its silhouette loomed like a specter, beckoning you forth with an unsettling allure. I

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

a moment, all was still. The road stretched before us, disappearing into the darkness below. From this vantage point, I could see nothing but emptiness, a vast expanse

now,” I told

we doing here?” he asked me. His tone indicated

tardily fixed

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give me that face,” he spat. “What the hell are we doing here? Why have your brought us to this

hoisted my brows at him. “Are you

“Enough with that ‘why are you

I only asked you twice,” I told him

“Bullshit, Andre! Bullshit!”

and leave the car. We

city. You had to bring us

you have a problem

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