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

room, and I followed closely behind, my

my ears.

surrounded Luke, their movements swift and determined as they

hair, still panicking, hoping that he would be

me. “Miss,

I can’t leave my

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

to move. I didn’t even give a damn about her words. But the other individuals in the room

shutting the door, I leaned against it, closing both of my eyes

I sniffled. This was me trying to

endlessly. Every passing minute felt like an eternity, filled with worry and uncertainty. I couldn’t shake the image of Luke writhing

seemed to seep into my bones despite the warmth of the hospital hallway. Each passing moment felt like a lifetime, and I couldn’t help

nurse stepped out. My heart leaped

he okay? “How is he?” I blurted out, my

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

rest now.”

through me like a tidal wave, washing away the fear and uncertainty that had gripped me for the past hour. I sank back onto the bench,

I whispered hoarsely, my voice choking with

never faltering. “You’re welcome. If you need anything, just let us

to walk away, but I halted her, saying, “Hold

eyes fixed on me.

him home today? “You know, just to give him some rest.”

head as she replied, “No, not today. He’s too weak to leave the hospital now. You can do

“Like when?”

know, whenever

what if he’s fit

answered. Her tone wasn’t

give her a friendly face

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didn’t mean to be rude. But it’s just…”

frustration, lifting her hands. Kind

me and