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

the room, and I followed closely behind, my heart scuffling in

my ears.

Luke, their movements

my hands through my hair, still panicking, hoping that he would

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

sorry, but I can’t leave my

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

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

the room. After shutting the door, I leaned against

This was me trying to be strong. I didn’t want to let the

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 pain from my mind, his screams still echoing

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

a nurse stepped out. My heart leaped into my throat as I

I blurted out, my voice trembling with

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

some 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, tears of gratitude welling up in my eyes.

I whispered hoarsely, my

her smile never faltering. “You’re welcome. If you

but I

turned around, eyes fixed on

I be able to take him home today? “You know, just to give

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

if he’s

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

a friendly face

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to be

she sighed in frustration, lifting her hands. Kind of

me,” she told me and