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.

wrong,” I gasped out, my chest heaving with

nurse hurried into the room, and I followed closely behind,

my ears.

their movements swift and determined as they

my hands through my hair, still panicking, hoping that

to me. “Miss,

leave my husband,” I

THE ROAD

to work on right

damn about her words. But the other

the door, I leaned against it,

wiping them away. And right after that, I sniffled. This was me trying to be strong. I didn’t want to let the

bench outside the room, and time seemed to stretch on endlessly. Every passing minute felt like an eternity, filled with worry and uncertainty. I couldn’t shake the image of Luke writhing in pain from my mind, his screams still echoing

the hospital hallway. Each passing moment felt

nurse stepped out. My heart leaped into my throat as I scrambled to my feet, my eyes searching desperately for any sign of

is he?” I blurted out, my voice trembling with fear.

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

rest now.”

wave, washing away the fear and uncertainty that had gripped me for the past hour. I sank

my voice

her smile never faltering. “You’re welcome.

but I

around, eyes fixed on

I be able to take him home today? “You know, just to give him

head as she replied, “No, not today. He’s too weak to

“Like when?”

don’t know, whenever

what if he’s fit today?”

miss, no questions. Just let the young man rest,” she answered. Her tone wasn’t friendly, but it wasn’t rude

give her a friendly face as well, and she noticed

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mean to be rude. But it’s

finish her sentence as she sighed in frustration, lifting her hands. Kind of silly, I’d

me and disappeared