The Love From Vengeance

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‘S POV ARIEL

I was finally ready for the party, putting on the dress that I had bought from the mall. I was the only one in my room, stili thinking about how the situation was going to turn out.

As I stood in front of the mirror, smoothing out the fabric of my dress, I took a deep breath, trying to calm the nerves fluttering in my stomach. The dress made me feel elegant and confident, but I couldn’t shake the uncertainty swirling in my mind about the upcoming party.

Just then, there was a gentle tap on my bedroom door, and it swung open to reveal my father, dressed in a sharp charcoal suit that hugged his frame perfectly. His crisp white shirt contrasted beautifully with the

dark fabric, and a simple yet stylish tie completed the ensemble.

“Hey, Ariel, Are you ready to head out?” He asked, his voice warm and reassuring as he stepped into the

room.

I turned to face him, a smile spreading across my face at the sight of him. “Almost, Dad,” I replied, feeling a sense of comfort wash over me in his presence.

He walked further into the room, his eyes sweeping over me with pride. “You look absolutely stunning, sweetheart,” he said, his gaze lingering on me for a moment before meeting my eyes.

I blushed at his compliment, feeling a rush of love for him. “Thank you, Dad,” I said softly, grateful for his

encouragement.

He extended his hand towards me, a gesture of invitation. “Shall we?” he asked, his smile warm and

inviting.

I nodded, slipping my hand into his, the familiar warmth of his touch grounding me. Together, we made our way to the car, the anticipation of the evening ahead mingling with a sense of comfort and security that only my father could provide.

Settling into the car, the familiar scent of my father’s cologne mingled with the soft hum of the engine, enveloping us in a cocoon of warmth and familiarity. I glanced over at my mother, who offered me a reassuring smile from the front seat, her eyes filled with bliss.

“Hey, sweetie, you look beautiful,” she said in a gentle tone that was really encouraging.

I smiled gratefully at her. “Thanks, Mom.”

glanced at me through the rearview mirror; his eyes were full of love. “Are you ready for tonight, Ariel?”

breath, nodding firmly. “I think so, Dad,”

assurance.

over and squeezed my hand, smiling at me. “Tonight is going to be really remarkable, Ariel. It’s a night that

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him. “That’s going to

dialed Tessa’s number, eager to see

to the

it’s Ariel.”

you ready for tonight?” Tessa’s voice bubbled on the other end of the

I replied, trying to sound confident despite the fluttering butterflies in my stomach.” Have you started

before Tessa responded. “Not yet, but I’m about to leave in a few minutes. Are you

a lively conversation in the front seats of the

cheerfully. “And–don’t worry,

I

I ended

our journey to the party, and the atmosphere in the car

anticipation. My father glanced at me through the rearview mirror, a

Ariel, when are you going to bring a man home to meet

to hide my embarrassment with a playful grin. “Can’t I just enjoy being single for a

at the corners. “Of course, you

smile at his words, feeling grateful for his understanding. “Thanks, Dad.”

hum of the engine filling the car. Then my father glanced at me

for a moment. “Just remember that when you do find someone, make sure they treat you with the love and

nodded. I will, Dad,” I

to squeeze my hand. “That’s my

front seat, her voice filled with amusement. “You have no idea, Ariel, how many potential suitors I have in mind for

at her teasing tone, shaking my head in disbelief.

on, sweetie, you know I

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