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.

pain; something’s wrong,” I gasped out, my chest heaving with panic.

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

my ears.

as the medical team surrounded Luke, their movements swift and determined as they

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

me. “Miss, can you please leave the

leave

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

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

I leaned against it, closing both of my eyes really tight. I

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 the asthenic side get

Every passing minute felt like an eternity, filled with worry and uncertainty. I couldn’t shake the image of Luke writhing in pain from

myself 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

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

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

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

rest now.”

for

you,” I whispered hoarsely, my voice choking with

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

but I

fixed on me.

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

“No, not today.

“Like when?”

don’t know, whenever

what if he’s

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

give her a friendly face as well, and

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I didn’t mean to be rude. But it’s just…”

couldn’t finish her sentence as she sighed in frustration,

she told me and disappeared back into