The Love From Vengeance (Ariel and Luke) novel Chapter 144

144 RECOGNIZED 

ARIEL’S POV 

“I’ve been searching everywhere for you Luke. Where have you been?” I asked Luke, my arms crossed. He was standing next to this familiar face. Couldn’t care about her. 

“I just decided to take a stroll, you know, getting some fresh air and taking a good view at people as they move around,” Luke replied, smirking. 

“You’re not supposed to do that. The nurse said…” 

“That I’m not that strong yet, deep wound, and I should stay in the hospital for a few days. Yes, yes, I get it. But come on, Ariel. I’m not a little kid. I have everything under control. I mean look at me now, standing strong.” 

“You got admitted into the hospital? What happened to you?” The woman asked Luke, making a worried face. 

Luke glanced at her promptly. “Oh, you’re concerned now? We were talking and you couldn’t even recognize my wounded face.” 

“Who is she?” I asked him. 

“Oh, she’s just a friend.” 

“Yeah whatever. You too can have your lovely moment. I’ll be leaving, and do not forget about what I told you, Luke. I’ll see you later.” She walked away forthwith. 

Luke turned back to me. “So, why were you looking for me?” 

“Don’t ask me that. You better follow me back to the hospital.” 

“And what if I don’t?” 

“I’m going to give you a hard punch on your stomach.” I clenched my fist, faking an angry face. 

Luke laughed. “You’re seriously going to do that?” 

“Oh 

you think I’m joking?” I chuckled. “Like seriously, you think I can’t do that? Are you underestimating me?” 

“Uhmm I don’t think underestimate is the right word to use.” 

“Oh shut up. Now come on, let’s go.” I held his hand and was about to walk, 

pulling him along. But things went the opposite way. 

Luke pulled me closer, and I could feel my heart breezing with contemplation. 

Our bodies pressed together, creating an electric current that seemed to flow between us. And as our eyes met, I could see something that reflected in his mesmerizing gaze. The way he smiled at me, It was like he could see straight into my soul, what was revolving within me. In that moment, it was as if time stood still and all that mattered was this onnection we shared. Our gaze lingered on, neither of us wanting to break the spell. 

And then someone blew his car horn at us. “Hey you two! Can’t you see you’re standing close the road?” The man barked from his car. 

Luke glared at him. “But we’re not standing at the road. And by the way, we’re at the right spot for people to walk. So just get lost!” 

“Don’t you have manners?” The man spat. 

“I should be the one asking you that,” Luke retorted. And the man was about to fire back, but Luke interrupted, “And if you try to talk one more shit. I’ll come straight to you and beat you up, forgetting the fact that you’re older than me.” The man growled and drove his car away. Luke set his eyes back on me. “Can you believe that man?” 

I laughed. “He must have had a fight with his wife before hitting the road. Now, let’s go back to the hospital so you can get some rest.” 

Luke nodded, and we both began to tread, making our way back to the hospital. 

***** 

MASON’S POV 

I stepped out of the bustling coffee shop, the aroma of freshly brewed coffee lingering in the crisp morning air. As I walked down the street, a flood of memories washed over me, memories of Sofie, whose absence haunted me every day. 

The bitter taste of regret lingered on my tongue as I replayed the moment I almost cheated on Sofie. The guilt gnawed at my conscience like a relentless beast, devouring any semblance of peace I had left. How could I have been so foolish, so selfish? 

I found myself standing at a crossroad, both literally and metaphorically. The bustling city traffic mirrored the chaotic whirlwind of emotions inside me. My heart ached with the weight of my betrayal, the pain of losing Sofie still raw and unhealed. 

I closed my eyes, trying to shut out the world around me, but memories of Sofie flooded my mind. Her warm smile, her gentle touch, her infectious laughter – they all danced before my eyes, a cruel reminder of what I had lost. 

I whispered her name into the wind, hoping against hope that somehow she could hear me, that somehow she could forgive me. But deep down, I knew that forgiveness, from her or from myself, was a luxury I might never attain. 

Each step I took felt heavier than the last, the weight of my mistakes dragging me down into an abyss of self–loathing. The bustling city seemed to blur around me, the noise fading into a dull hum as I descended deeper into my own thoughts. 

When I reached a quiet park bench, I finally allowed myself to confront the demons that had been tormenting me for so long. Tears welled up in my eyes as I whispered an apology to the empty space around me, an apology to Sofie, wherever she may be.