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.

he’s in pain; something’s wrong,” I gasped out, my

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

my ears.

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

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

me. “Miss, can you please leave the

sorry, but I can’t leave my

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right

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

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

sniffled. This was me trying to be strong. I didn’t want to let the asthenic side get the best

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 in

Each passing moment felt like a lifetime, and I couldn’t help but replay the events in

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

I blurted

smile, her eyes filled

some rest

for the past

you,” I whispered hoarsely, my voice choking with

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

away, but I

fixed

take him home today? “You know, just

not today. He’s too weak to leave the hospital

“Like when?”

whenever he’s

he’s fit today?”

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

her a friendly face as well, and she

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sorry; I didn’t mean to be rude. But

her sentence as she sighed in frustration, lifting her

told me and disappeared