The Love From Vengeance

391: THE ROAD TO HEALING

ARIEL’S POV

Luke nodded slowly, a solemn expression settling over his face. “So, what do we do now?”

“Well…” I wanted to say something to give an idea of how we were going to make this workout, I guess. But then I noticed how he placed his hand on his head, making a painful face.

“Luke!” I blurted out that very moment, settling my eyes on him and nothing else. The painful cast on his face went to a whole new level, and it had me really worried.

“Luke, what’s going on? Are you okay?” I clutched his other hand.

He let out a roar immediately, and it showed how pained he was.

Panic surged through me as I cleaved to make Luke’s hand tighter, his screams echoing in the sterile

room.

“Luke, please, what’s happening? Talk to me,” I pleaded.

But he was writhing in agony; his face contorted with pain. I felt helpless, my heart racing, as I struggled

to calm him down.

Luke him

“Luke, listen to me; just breathe, okay? Everything will be alright,” I murmured, my words sounding feeble

even to my own ears.

But his screams only grew louder and more desperate, tearing through the stillness of the room like a two- edged sword.

I couldn’t bear to see him like this. So, I released his hand and dashed out of the room, my feet pounding against the hard floor as I raced to find help.

“Doctor! Please, someone, help!” I shouted frantically, and my voice echoed down the corridor.

Finally, a nurse appeared, her eyes widening in alarm at the sight of my distress.

“What’s wrong? What happened?” she asked urgently.

something’s wrong,” I

the room, and I followed closely

my ears.

surrounded Luke, their movements swift and determined as they worked to ease his suffering.

feeling utterly powerless. I drove my hands through my hair, still

“Miss,

I can’t leave my

THE ROAD

something to work on right now, and you

But the other individuals in the room all glanced at me, and

room. After shutting the door, I leaned

sniffled. This was me trying to be strong. I didn’t want to let the asthenic side get the best

stretch on endlessly. Every passing minute felt like an eternity, filled with worry

that seemed to seep into my bones despite the warmth of the hospital hallway. Each passing moment felt like a

eternity, the door to Luke’s room swung open, and a nurse stepped out. My heart leaped into my throat as I

“How is he?” I blurted

me a reassuring smile, her eyes filled with kindness. “He’s going to be alright. He just

rest now.”

me for the past hour. I sank back onto the bench, tears of gratitude welling up in

my voice choking with emotion.

“You’re welcome. If you need anything, just let us know.”

walk away, but I halted her, saying,

eyes fixed on me.

take him home today?

replied, “No, not today. He’s too weak to leave the hospital now. You can do that some other time.”

“Like when?”

know, whenever he’s fit.”

if he’s fit today?”

questions. Just let the young man rest,” she answered. Her tone wasn’t friendly, but it wasn’t rude either. Well, sort

friendly face as well, and she noticed

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sorry; I didn’t mean to be rude. But it’s

as she sighed in frustration, lifting

me and disappeared