The Love From Vengeance

141 CAN’T SEE YOU

ARIEL’S POV

After having a conversation on the phone with someone concerning business, I made my way back to the hospital, greeted by the doctors around me. The building was now bustling.

I made my way back to Luke’s room, and the moment I opened the door, no one was inside. Luke’s bed was empty, like empty. I wondered where he had gone to. My conversation on the phone was really lengthy, no doubt about that. It went for minutes, and I was so lost in my business talk that I totally forgot how crazy this man could get.

“Luke, are you here? Are you hiding, or something?” I asked cautiously. Well, it could be possible he was playing hide and seek. Literally.

But no, he wasn’t in the room, so the question now here was: where had he gone? He couldn’t have left the hospital. If he had left, then I would have noticed because I was standing outside the building, making the phone call.

I quickly made my way out of the room and down the hallway towards the nurse’s station. As I approached, I could see that they were all busy with their duties, but I needed to find out where Luke had gone.

“Excuse me, have any of you seen Luke? He was in room 305, but now he’s gone, ” I said, trying to keep the panic out of my voice.

expression on their faces. One of them, a kind–looking woman named Maria, spoke up.

we waited for them to arrive, I couldn’t help but feel guilty for not paying enough attention to Luke. I was so caught up in my business call that I didn’t even notice him leaving.

I’ll go check the other floors;

not going to put the blame on myself or feel guilty for anything. But I needed to find

just here, right with Luke, but it seemed like that

it was really different and actually nice. So with my phone in hand, I think I was ready for a well–deserved break. Yeah, it wasn’t easy searching for that husband of mine. I

the slight stresses of the morning stuff slowly dissolved as I scrolled through my favorite comedy video app. It was an app I got recently, and it really made me crack up like hell on several occasions. It was useful mostly at work, when my head was about to go on fire. There were too many projects

video popped up—a hilarious cat wearing sunglasses attempting to dance. I couldn’t help but chuckle at the feline’s clumsy moves, my laughter bubbling up

each giggle. The innocence and

furballs tumbling over one another in their earnest attempts to conquer

victim to his own trap instead. I doubled over, tears all over her

my heart swell at the pure, unadulterated joy radiating from the infant. The baby’s laughter was infectious, and

I felt this weight in me slipping away, replaced by a lightness she hadn’t felt for quite a