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.

I gasped out, my chest heaving

hurried into the room, and I followed

my ears.

as the medical team surrounded Luke, their movements

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

to me. “Miss, can you please leave

leave my husband,” I

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to work on right now,

damn about her words. But the other

slowly walked out of the room. After shutting the door, I leaned against it, closing both of my eyes really tight. I burst into tears

wiping them away. And right after that, I sniffled. This was me

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

the warmth of the hospital hallway. Each passing moment felt like

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

blurted out, my voice trembling with

smile, her eyes filled with kindness.

some rest

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

hoarsely, my voice

nodded, her smile never faltering. “You’re welcome. If you need anything,

walk away, but I halted her,

eyes fixed on

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

at me for seconds, she shook her head as she replied, “No, not today. He’s

“Like when?”

whenever he’s fit.”

he’s fit

let the young man rest,” she answered. Her tone wasn’t friendly, but it wasn’t rude either. Well, sort

give her a friendly face as

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mean to be rude.

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

she told me and