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

nurse hurried into the room, and

my ears.

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

my hands through my hair,

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

leave my husband,” I responded.

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on right now, and you

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

I leaned against it, closing both of

wiping them away. And right after that, I sniffled. This was me trying to be strong. I didn’t want

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

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

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

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

eyes filled with kindness.

rest

that had gripped me for the past hour. I sank back onto the bench, tears of gratitude welling

you,” I whispered hoarsely, my voice

faltering. “You’re welcome.

but I

around, eyes fixed on

home today? “You

today. He’s too weak to leave the

“Like when?”

whenever he’s

what if he’s fit

she answered. Her tone wasn’t friendly, but it

didn’t give her a friendly face as well, and she noticed it.

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to be rude. But

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

she told me and disappeared back