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 heaving with

hesitation, the nurse hurried into the room, and I followed closely behind, my heart scuffling in

my ears.

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

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

the nurses turned to me. “Miss, can you please

leave my husband,”

ROAD

to work on right now, and

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

turned around and slowly walked out of the room. After shutting the door, I leaned against it, closing both of

I drove my hands through my eyes, wiping them away. And right after that, I sniffled. This was me trying to be strong. I didn’t want to let the asthenic side get the best of

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

despite the warmth of the hospital hallway. Each passing moment felt like a lifetime, and I couldn’t help

after what felt like an eternity, the door to Luke’s room swung open, and a nurse stepped out. My heart leaped

I blurted out, my voice trembling with fear.

offered me a reassuring smile, her eyes filled with kindness. “He’s

rest

me for the past hour. I

you,” I whispered hoarsely, my voice choking

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

to walk away, but I

fixed on me.

I be able to take him home today? “You

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

“Like when?”

whenever

what if he’s fit

answered. Her tone wasn’t friendly, but it wasn’t rude either. Well, sort

face as well, and she noticed it.

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didn’t mean to be rude. But

she sighed in frustration, lifting her

place, excuse me,” she told me and