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

hurried into the room, and I followed closely behind, my heart

my ears.

as the medical team surrounded Luke, their movements swift and

them, feeling utterly powerless. I drove my hands through my hair, still panicking, hoping that he would be okay. But I tried

of the nurses turned to me. “Miss,

I can’t leave my husband,” I

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work on right now, and you can’t

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

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

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

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

hallway. Each passing moment felt like a lifetime, and I couldn’t help but replay the events in my mind, wondering what could

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

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

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

rest

had gripped me for the past hour. I sank back onto

I whispered hoarsely, my

“You’re welcome. If you

to walk away, but I halted her, saying,

around, eyes fixed on me.

him home today?

not today. He’s too weak to leave the hospital now. You can do that some

“Like when?”

don’t know, whenever he’s fit.”

he’s fit today?”

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

face

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to be rude. But it’s

in frustration, lifting her hands. Kind of silly, I’d

told me and disappeared back into