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    LUKE’S POV


    I was still at the club, waiting for Tiffany, and I was getting angry that she had not arrived yet. What was


    taking her sote? She was the one who said we should meet here, so what was with the dy?


    Women can be really messed up sometimes.


    This woman just came out of nowhere and stared, rocking her ass on my groin. I just stood in


    confusion, enjoying the view, though. But I wasn’t up for this. And as I could feel myself about to get


    hard, I shifted backwards. When she realized I was no longer near her, she turned around.


    She purred, “Come on, baby, allow me to demonstrate a good time to you,” swaying her hips


    seductively.


    I shook my head and tried to move away, but she followed me, along my chest.


    her hands trailing


    “I’m waiting for someone; I can’t do this,” I said firmly, trying to push her away.


    She pouted, but then her eyes lit up as she caught sight of someone behind me.


    “Ooh, who’s your friend?” she asked, her attention now on Tiffany, who had finally arrived.


    I breathed a sigh of relief, grateful for the distraction. But as Tiffany approached us, I noticed something


    was off. She was stumbling and slurring her words, clearly drunk.


    “What the hell, Tiff? Are you okay?” I asked, concerned.


    She just giggled and stumbled closer to the woman, who was still trying to grind


    on me.


    “Who’s this, Luke? Your new girlfriend?” She slurred, her speech barely coherent.


    I rolled my eyes and tried to exin the situation to her. “No, she’s just some random girl who won’t


    leave me alone.”


    But Tiffany didn’t seem to care; she just continued tough and flirt with the woman,pletely


    disregarding my feelings.


    I was getting angry by the minute. Tiffany was not only tardy, but she was also embarrassing me in


    front of this stranger by making a fool of herself.


    “Can we please just leave this ce, Tiff? I’ve had enough of this club,” I said, grabbing her arm and


    trying to lead her away.


    But she resisted, pulling away from me and stumbling back towards the woman.


    “Come on, Luke, let’s have some fun. We can all dance together,” she slurred, her words barely


    understandable.


    I had reached my breaking point. I was tired of waiting for Tiffany and tired of her always beingte and


    causing drama. I was tired of her drinking and making a fool of herself.


    “No, I’m done. “I’m leaving this establishment; you are free to do as you please,” I dered as I


    stormed out of the club, leaving Tiffany and the woman in my wake.


    But as I was walking to my car, I stopped, feeling guilty for leaving Tiffany there. She was drunk; she


    shouldn’t be in a ce that is rowdy like that. She needed to go home and get some sleep. But why the


    hell did she have to be intoxicated anyway? I hoped it wasn’t because of me.


    I walked back to the club, traced Tiffany, and went to carry her. She was a total mess, embarrassing


    herself, but it seemed like the people around her were enjoying herpany. No concern anyway; I


    had already taken her out of the goddamn club. It was just a waste of time showing up there.


    Upon my exit from my vehicle, she immediately climbed into the backseat and dragged me along on


    top of her. Man, she was really drunk. His breath was all alcohol, and I didn’t like the smell one bit.


    I retreated as I exited the vehicle, whereas Tiffany remained seated and maintained her insane drunk


    face. “Why did you have to get drunk, huh? I thought you said you were pregnant. Don’t you know that


    you might have caused harm to the baby?”


    “Oh Luke. Shut up,” she said in her drunken state, her eyes barely opening. “I love you so much. But


    you broke my heart.” She copsed after that.


    I was just looking at her. Should I feel remorseful, or what?


    ARIEL’S POV


    I looked around to see if I could see thatdy, who looked like Harriet, nearby. But no, maybe I was just


    imagining things. But that didn’t matter now, not when I was searching for my little boy. So I kept on


    searching for Lukel, but I still couldn’t find him anywhere. Okay, now I was starting to get really, really


    worried. Where could he be? This was so not good.


    My heart was pounding as I frantically searched through the crowded park, calling out my son’s name.


    “Lukel! Lukel, where are you?” I had been searching for quite a while now, asking every person I


    passed by if they had seen a little boy


    with curly brown hair and bright blue eyes. But no one seemed to have any information.


    Walking down a row of food stands, I noticed arge crowd gathering around a stand where a magician


    was performing tricks. I hesitated for a moment, thinking it was just another distraction from my search.


    But something inside me told me to take a closer look.


    And when I approached the stand, I saw my son, Lukel, being the magician’s assistant, with a big smile


    on his face. My heart melted at the sight of my little boy, safe and sound. But my relief quickly turned


    into anger as I realized that he had been hiding here the whole time.


    “Lukel!” I eximed, marching up to the stage. “There you are! I’ve been looking for you everywhere.


    Do you have any idea how worried I was?”


    Lukel’s smile faded as he saw the worried look on my face. “I’m sorry, Mommy,” he apologized, looking


    down at his feet. “I just wanted to help the magician. He said I could be his assistant.”


    My anger softened as I saw how excited my son was about being the magician’s assistant. I looked at


    the magician, who seemed to be enjoying the attention from the children. “Excuse me, sir.” I tapped on


    his shoulder. “I’m sorry for interrupting, but my son here has been causing me a lot of worry. Could we


    please have a moment?”


    The magician nodded and stepped aside, giving Lukel and me some space. “Why did you run off like


    that, Lukel? You know you’re not supposed to go off on your own,” I scolded.


    “I’m sorry, Mommy. I just wanted to help the magician. He said he needed an assistant,” Lukel


    exined, with a hint of disappointment in his voice.


    “But he told you that after you’d left the house, right?” I asked him inaudibly. Lukel nodded, and I fixed


    my hands on his shoulders.


    “Yes. I went to get myself a toy from the toy store, but when I saw this man, I decided to help out.


    Grandma said we should do good to others.”


    My heart softened as I saw how much my son wanted to help. “Well, I’m d you’re having fun, but


    next time, please let me know where you’re going. I was so worried about you,” I said, pulling him into a


    hug.


    “Now, why don’t you finish your show with the magician, and then we can go home, okay?”


    Luke’s face lit up with excitement as he ran back on stage. I watched as my son performed magic tricks


    with the magician, earning cheers and apuse from the


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    audience. I called Elizabeth and told her that everything was okay now. She asked a lot of questions,


    her tone showing how she was worried as hell. But I told her that I had seen Lukel.


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