The Love From Vengeance

386: STAND BY YOU

ARIEL’S POV

Here I was, in the hospital, still holding on to Luke, with the hope, with the belief that he would regain consciousness any time soon.

Yes, the days of darkness were much, with the minutes passing, the seconds counting, and the hope not destroyed. I didn’t wish for this to take too long, but even if it did, I’d be here, by Luke’s side. Every single second, Every single minute, every single hour, every single day.

Life could throw terrible things at us, and the pain would make you want to give up that very moment. Everything you had worked for, for so many years, the stress, the pain, the sweat, the struggles, you would just feel like giving up.

You wouldn’t want to go further, the darkness had already discouraged you. Broken, shattered, hopeless, too much negativity, no longer being positive.

I had passed through this in different ocassions, and trust me, I totally understood all the procedures. Crossed through the bridge of sorrow, the storm raging upon me. The rumbles of thunder went too

intense.

The chains had me for so long. I felt like a total failure and the all the fight was just in vain. I thought ice flew in my vain, the adrenaline, the passion. I was just wrong, cause in the end, the opposite Ariel was all

that materialized.

But even so, the fight wouldn’t end. The journey would continue because out of every terrible situation, something good comes out. It’s just about the confidence, the boldness, the courage. All mixed up, they would put me in the perfect place. And I needed hope, hope to soldier on in this battle. Because there was no way I would be giving up.

“Miss, you should get some rest,” a nurse told me, stepping foot inside the room.

“Thanks, but I’m okay,” I told her softly, still cleaving to Luke’s hands.

“Do you need something to eat? You’ve been here for hours, and I noticed you haven’t eaten anything. Should I perhaps bring something for you?”

I gave her a little smile. “That would be nice, actually.”

hold on. Give

the room

in my thoughts, I felt a slight tremor in his hand. My heart leaped with hope, and a wide smile

whispered, my voice trembling with emotion. Can you hear me? Can you feel my

again, and I couldn’t contain my joy. Tears welled up in

STAND

of encouragement and

“Excuse me!” I

hand! He moved his

gave me a surprised face. I’m sorry, miss. What did

Please, you have to come

me back to Luke’s room, where I eagerly pointed out the subtle movements of his

“It looks like he’s showing signs of consciousness returning. We’ll need to run some

face. Luke was finally waking up, and I knew that together, we could overcome

I thanked her but declined, my attention entirely

subtle movements.

think I’ll pass for now. I’m just

her eyes. “Of course, miss. It’s understandable. Just let me know if

my heart still racing with hope. “I will, thank

the room again, leaving me alone with Luke. I turned back to him, feeling a surge of love and gratitude welling up inside me.

know you’re fighting, and I

if in response, and I felt a rush of happiness wash over me. I squeezed his hand gently, feeling the connection between us

cheeks. “And I’ll be right here with you every step of the

Dr. Stevens,” a middle–aged man said as he entered the room, followed by a couple of nurses with medical equipment. “We’ve heard about the movements Luke made. That’s a

please, do whatever you need to do. Just tell me he’s going