Chapter 91
The Love From Vengeance
91 THE THOUGHTS ARIELâS POV âWe need to take him to a hospital!â I panicked, with Lukel still in my arms.
Andre rushed to me, concern written all over his face, and I really liked that. The others got up as well, fixing their eyes on me.
âWhatâs wrong?â Andre asked the moment he got nigh to me.
âItâs Lukel. His temperature is really high, and Iâm afraid something terrible might happen to him.â
âReally?â Andre fixed felt Lukelâs forehead. âYeah, that is true. We better hurry. then.â
Andre carried Lukel from me, and swiftly walked to the door, I moved behind him, with the others still watching us.
âCan I come along?â I heard Janiceâs voice, and I turned around without hesitation.
She was standing upstairs, cleaning her eyes. And then she walked down the stairs. âIâd really love to follow you, mommy.â
Elizabeth treaded to her, and squatted, fixing her hand on Janiceâs face. âNo, Janice. Itâs too late for you to be outside. You go to sleep, okay?â
âBut thatâs my brother right there. And I also want to spend some time with my mommy.â
âYou donât have to worry. Lukel will be fine, and mommy will be back before you know it.â Elizabeth smiled at her. âLet me take you back upstairs, so you can go to sleep.â
I looked at Janice, not knowing what to say. And yes, I wanted to spend time with her. But not like this.
This was definitely not the right time.
âNo, I donât want to go to sleep. I want to follow mommy,â Janice said, and ran in my direction.
The moment she got close, she held my leg tightly. âMommy, please let me come with you.â
âTake it easy, Janice. Weâre not going to the park, or something,â Andre told her. âI sat on my heels, smiling at Janice. âI know you miss me, and I miss you too. But as grandma has said, donât worry.
Everything will be fine. Iâll come back before you know it.â
âThatâs a lie, mommy. You wonât come back. I donât want you to leave me again.â She quickly hugged me.âPlease donât leave me.â
1 caressed her back, not knowing how to take care of this situation. I didnât want. to take Janice outside, not wanting to put her life at risk.
LUKEâS POV I was lying here on my bed, thoughts of Ariel swirling through my mind. I kept telling myself that I didnât like her, and that I never would. But deep down, I couldnât shake the feeling that she was stuck in my thoughts, like an uninvited guest.
Tonight, at the party we went to, I noticed something different about her. She seemed broken, somehow. It was just a glimpse, a flicker in her eyes, but it touched me in a way I canât explain. I couldnât seem to let go of that image, replaying it over and over in my mind.
But it was just a simple fact around here, that Ariel wasnât for me. She became my wife again because of my late grandfatherâs wish. I was only fulfilling his desire, nothing more. There was no room for love or attraction in this equation.
It was frustrating, though. No matter how hard I tried to push her away, she was always there, lingering in my thoughts. I couldnât escape the pull she had on me, no matter how much I deny it. It was like an invisible force, drawing me towards her against my own will.
How fucked up was this? On one hand, I despised her, but on the other, I couldnât stop thinking about her. It was a maddening contradiction, one that I canât seem to untangle.
But once again, this was all for my late grandfather. This marriage, this charade, it was all a way to honor his memory, because this was what he wanted.
She had become an enigma, a puzzle that I couldnât solve. And it frightened me. I couldnât stop thinking about all this. The feeling was just not normal. And I refused to like it at all, or follow through with it.
I didnât know, but felt like a movie. Arielâs eyes, actions, were saying one thingâa passion right there, enkindled within her. I could say it was ignited, but it better be washed away The oceans moves with tranquility, the gentle breeze provides a soothing moment. The trees all stand together, and the cloud stir slowly, unveiling its âbeauty. Now these were all nature. And we humans, had the way things worked out for us.
These thoughts kept on creeping within me. Just as the clouds make its movements slowly. Yes, it was actually the simple truth. It stir within me, leisurely filling my head, translating into a moment of deep thinking. Couldnât actually be lost in it anymore.
And I couldnât be trapped by it. It did had me drowning, like I was being thrown in the middle of the ocean. Sometimes, these thoughts had me shaking, like the trees that were about to be cut off the ground. Overshadowing me like the cloud up there, and these drops of bewilderment was showered upon me.
You could say my life was a movie, it only needed to be flaunted in a Cinema. Love was something that I wanted to lean on. Got shattered after the death of my parents. The people who claimed to love me so much, yet left me.
And Harriet, my beloved. The lovely rose that used to blossom my heart. It all had to end so sad. Even when Ariel left our lives, the love between the both of us couldnât go any further. Had to let go, because she followed through with crazy stuff. All resulting in anger.
Riley was also a sweet soul. How painful that she was no more. I failed to protect her, and I couldnât help but feel guilty. It was all because of me, she had to lose. her life. My house was invaded, with me being the target. But she was the one who got murdered. That terrific scene would always be stuck in my head.
Sir Reynold left too. Another huge pain that struck my heart. He was so special. So special to me that I had to marry Ariel because he wanted that. The sacrifice. made here was a huge one. My happiness, my future, my life. Cause Ariel wasnât someone I wanted to do all the romantic stuff with.
But I had to carry out the sacrifice. My grandfather loved me, cherished me, and always showed me the true meaning of love. Even though he was a mad man sometimes, with actions invoked by rage. But it was all in love. Outstanding corrections.
Ariel could do what she wanted, I couldnât care less anyway. Her smile, or whatever could be stuck in my head, but it wasnât going to move me. I might have made the promise, but the actions were extremely hard to carry out.
I stood up from my bed, and treaded to the windows, opening them, getting the nice cool breeze. Even with this massive wealth, I felt kind of lonely. Of course, because I barely relate with others.
At least get some friends, donât be too serious, talking about business every single time. It was something Riley once told me. And now, I think I was going to accomplish that.