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.

kind–looking woman named Maria, spoke up. “I’m

waited for them to arrive, I couldn’t help but feel guilty

check the other floors; maybe

there. Ugh, this was definitely not good. Okay, so it’s my fault now for making such a lengthy call? I’m definitely not going to put the blame on myself or feel guilty for anything. But I needed to find that

hadn’t even taken a shower since this morning. No bath; I was just here, right with

discern that it was kind of cozy. It was not this comfortable when I was sitting down with Luke, but now 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

head was about to go on fire. There were too many projects at hand, but someone needed a little rest. So what did I do those times? I just scrolled through this comedy app. It

dance. I couldn’t help but chuckle at the feline’s clumsy moves,

adorable, but chaotic, pillow fight. I grinned, feeling the tension in my shoulders release with each giggle. The innocence and joy of children never failed to lift my spirits. I tapped the screen, saving the video to

of the tiny furballs tumbling over one another in their earnest attempts to conquer the steps. It was a symphony of adorable chaos that left me

phone screen lit up with a video of a prank gone wrong. A man, attempting to scare his friend, found himself falling victim to his own trap instead. I doubled over, tears all over her face, as I watched the man’s startled expression transform

swell at the pure, unadulterated joy radiating from

this weight in me slipping away, replaced by a lightness