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 gasped out, my chest

and

my ears.

the medical team surrounded Luke, their movements swift and

my hair, still panicking, hoping that he would be okay. But I

me. “Miss, can you please

leave

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something to work on right now, and you can’t be here.

words. But the other individuals in the room all glanced at me, and they didn’t give me

room. After shutting the door, I leaned against it, closing both of my eyes really

my eyes, wiping them away. And right after that, I sniffled. This was me trying to be

like an eternity, filled with worry and uncertainty. I couldn’t shake the image of Luke writhing in pain from my mind,

my bones despite the warmth of the hospital hallway. Each passing moment felt like a lifetime,

felt like an eternity, the 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 searching desperately for any sign of

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

offered me a reassuring smile, her eyes filled with

rest

flooded through me like a tidal wave, washing away the fear and uncertainty that had gripped me for the

you,” I whispered hoarsely, my voice choking

welcome. If

away, but I halted her, saying, “Hold

around, eyes fixed on

take him home today? “You know, just to give him some

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

“Like when?”

whenever he’s fit.”

if he’s fit today?”

man rest,” she answered. Her tone wasn’t friendly, but

face as well,

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didn’t mean to be rude. But it’s

her sentence as she sighed in frustration, lifting her hands. Kind of

told me and