The Love From Vengeance (Ariel and Luke) novel Chapter 196

196: MY SINS 

LUKE’S POV 

I sat alone in the dimly lit church; my hands clasped tightly together as I gazed at the flickering candles casting dancing shadows on the walls. The silence enveloped me like a heavy shroud, amplifying the turmoil in my heart. My mind echoed with memories of the hurt I had inflicted on 

Ariel. 

My heart ached with the weight of my mistakes, the sharp pang of regret piercing through me like a knife. How could I have been so blind and foolish as to have caused her so much pain? The tears welled up in my eyes, threatening to spill over, but I fought them back, my jaw clenched in a futile attempt to hold back the flood of emotions raging inside me. 

The image of Ariel’s tear–streaked face haunted me, her eyes filled with betrayal and hurt as she turned away from me, her harsh words the last time I saw her cutting through me like shards of glass. I had never felt more alone than in that moment when she walked out of my life, leaving me standing there, shattered and broken. 

I bowed my head, my shoulders shaking with silent sobs, as I prayed for forgiveness, for a chance to make things right and to earn back her love and trust. The emptiness of the church mirrored the void in my soul; the absence of Ariel’s presence was a gaping wound that refused to heal. 

Lost in my thoughts, I whispered her name like a mantra, a plea to the heavens to bring her back to me. I longed to see her, to hold her in my arms and beg for her forgiveness, to tell her how much she meant to me now and how lost I was without her by my side. 

A soft voice broke the silence as I sat there, consumed with guilt and longing. “Luke,” it said, and I looked up to see Father Michael standing a few feet away, his gentle eyes filled with compassion. We have known each other for a long time now. He was good friends with my grandfather, and he was someone that everyone would want to be like. 

“Father,” I managed to choke out, my voice hoarse with emotion. “I’ve done something unforgivable. I’ve hurt someone, and it really hurts my heart to just live in those memories. Now I’ve realized that 

she means the whole world to me.” 

Father Michael approached me and placed a comforting hand on my shoulder. “We all make 

mistakes, Luke. It’s what we do next that truly matters. Have you spoken to Ariel? Have you tried to 

make amends?” 

I shook my head, my throat tight with regret. “I don’t know where to start, Father. I don’t even know if she would want to see me again.” 

He smiled warmly. “Love has a way of healing, my son. Reach out to her, apologize from your heart, and be willing to make amends. It may not be easy, but it’s a start.” 

“You want to know the most funny part? It’s that we both were getting along, even after all my mistakes. But all of a sudden, she just changed, reminding me of the past and leaving me broke. Cause 

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right now, I’m filled with regrets.” 

“I see,” Father Michael said, sitting down next to me. “So now you are telling me that the both of you were getting along, laughing, and chatting pretty well.” 

“Yes. We even had romantic moments,” I responded. 

“And then she just changed her demeanor, bringing back the past.” 

“Yeah, and I can’t blame her for it. I wasn’t nice to her those years. I know she used to consider me to be a monster back then.” 

“The past is a powerful force that often stays with us, Luke, no matter how hard we try to move on from it. It can be difficult to let go of hurtful events that have occurred, as they can leave a lasting impact on our minds and hearts. We may try to forget about these painful moments, but they often remain stuck in our heads, resurfacing at unexpected times.” 

I had my eyes fixed on him as he continued,” The past, Luke, is something we cannot change, and it can be a challenging reality to accept. However, it’s important to remember that while we can’t change what has already happened, we can control how we react to it and how we choose to move forward. It’s a process of learning and growing, and ultimately, finding peace within ourselves despite the past.” 

“So, 

what are you trying to tell me now, father? Like, what’s your suggestion?” 

“I already told you. Talk to your wife about everything. The two of you should make things clear to each other, putting aside all bitterness and differences. If you want your relationship to grow, that’s what you should do. But I believe this wife of yours loves you very much.” 

“Are you sure about that?” 

“Not that sure. But I can tell. After leaving this building, you should go and meet her so the both of you can sort things out in a deep conversation with no arguments or disputes.” 

“That would have been great. But apparently, she’s nowhere to be found.” 

“She’s nowhere to be found? What do you mean by that? Was she kidnapped?” Father Michael was 

questioned. 

“I don’t know. I haven’t seen her in the past few days. I’ve been trying to call her, but I can’t reach her. And I’ve been searching, but it’s all bootless.” 

“Oh my. That’s bad. Have you informed the police about this? Are they helping you out in your search? 

” 

“Yes, they are.”