The Love From Vengeance

389 ALONE IN DESPAIR

389: ALONE IN DESPAIR

ARIEL’S POV

I opened my eyes, since the day had gotten brig brighter. I was really exhausted. But you want to know

something?

I felt multiple taps on my shoulder, and I quickly turned around, my eyes widening at that very moment.

“Luke?”

Luke opened his eyes partly, looking around. “Where, where am 17”

“You’re at the hospital, Luke. And I’m finally glad you’ve regained consciousness.”

He looked at me with confusion. “Who are you?”

I gave him a puzzled look in return. “Who am I? What do you mean by that? “I am Ariel, Luke, your wife.”

“Ariel?” He still had that confused expression. “I can’t remember you.”

The sudden change in my face had worsened. “I don’t get you. What do you mean you can’t remember

me?”

I stared at Luke in disbelief, my heart sinking with each passing moment. How could he not remember me, his wife, the woman he had vowed to spend the rest of his life with? It felt like a cruel twist of fate, a nightmare from which I couldn’t wake up.

Luke’s head began to throb with pain as he shook it from side to side, screaming to a certain degree.

what’s going on?” I uttered the question, keeping my gaze fixed on him. He kept on shaking his head, and it seemed like every single second, the pain was getting

of panic grips me, my hands trembling as I reached for the call button beside the bed. With shaking fingers, I pressed it urgently, the sound echoing through the room like a desperate plea

to calm him down, and then he lost consciousness. I still didn’t take my eyes off him, and all I could only at

his expression grave as he assessed the situation. I quickly explained what

as he examined Luke’s vitals. With a

loss as a result of the accident,” he explained gently. “It’s not uncommon in cases of severe head trauma.“We’ll

damage.”

his words, the weight of the situation pressing down on me like a leaden blanket. I nodded numbly,

would do everything in hhe couldp Luke recover, but for now, I needed to leave the room so he could

stepped outside, the corridor stretching out before me like a long, dark tunnel. I paced back

hours, each passing moment filled with uncertainty and fear. And

the room, his expression

as I awalted his verdict. And when he spoke, his words were like a dagger

unclear how much he will be able to recover, but it will take

remember me? That I’m no longer

“Unfortunately, yes.”

out immeisbelief, as I fell

a gentle hand on my shoulder, offering a

turmoil.

his voice filled with empathy. “But it’s important to remain calm. Luke’s memory loss doesn’t mean he no longer cares for you. It’s

back the flood of emotions threatening to

me to release the pent–up anguish and fear that had been building inside me since Luke’s accident. His presence was a lifeline in

subside, leaving me–drained and exhausted. I looked up at

how to deal with this,” I admitted, my voice barely

doctor gave me a reassuring smile, his gaze

can to help Luke recover his memories. In the meantime, it’s important for you to take care of yourself

to me. I was drowning in despair, all my fears had finally shackled me. I never expected this, and I

the hospital corridor, I found myself engulfed by a suffocating sense of despair. The weight of the news I had just received bore down on me like an insurmountable