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.

in pain; something’s wrong,” I

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

my ears.

medical team surrounded Luke, their movements swift and determined as they worked to ease

watching them, feeling utterly powerless. I drove my hands through my hair, still panicking,

nurses turned to me. “Miss, can

leave my husband,” I responded.

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right now, and you can’t be here.

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

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

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

some slow steps, I sat on the hard bench 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 pain from

tightly, trying to ward off the chill that seemed to seep into my bones despite the warmth of the hospital hallway. Each passing moment felt like

Luke’s room swung open, and a nurse stepped out. My heart leaped into my throat as I scrambled

I blurted out, my voice trembling with fear.

her eyes filled

rest now.”

that had gripped me for the

you,” I whispered hoarsely, my voice choking with emotion.

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

but I

turned around, eyes fixed

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

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

“Like when?”

don’t know, whenever he’s fit.”

if he’s fit today?”

Her tone wasn’t friendly, but

her a friendly face as well, and she

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I didn’t mean to

finish her sentence as she sighed in frustration, lifting her hands. Kind of

me,” she told me and disappeared