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.

Luke; he’s in pain; something’s wrong,” I gasped out, my chest

nurse hurried into the room, and I

my ears.

as the medical team surrounded Luke, their movements swift and determined as they

through my hair, still panicking, hoping that he would be okay. But I tried to keep myself together.

nurses turned to me. “Miss, can you

but I can’t leave

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to.“We have something to work on right now, and

move. I didn’t even give a damn about her words. But the other individuals in the room all glanced at me, and they didn’t give me that friendly look.

leaned against it, closing both of my eyes

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

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

my bones despite the warmth of the hospital hallway. Each passing moment felt like a lifetime, and I couldn’t help but replay the events in my mind, wondering what could have

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

okay? “How is he?” I blurted out,

nurse offered me a reassuring smile, her eyes filled with kindness.

rest

for the past hour. I sank back

I whispered hoarsely, my voice choking with emotion.

nodded, her smile never faltering. “You’re welcome.

wanted to walk away, but I halted her,

fixed on me.

able to take him home today? “You know,

at me for seconds, she shook her head as she replied, “No, not today. He’s too weak to leave the hospital now. You can do that

“Like when?”

don’t know, whenever he’s

he’s fit today?”

miss, no questions. Just let the young man rest,” she answered. Her tone

face as well, and

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didn’t mean to

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

she told me and disappeared back into the room.