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.

something’s wrong,” I gasped out,

hurried into the room, and I followed closely behind,

my ears.

movements swift and determined as they worked to ease his suffering.

feeling utterly powerless. I drove my hands through my hair, still panicking, hoping that he

turned to me. “Miss, can you please leave

can’t leave my husband,” I

THE ROAD TO

work on right

But the other individuals in the room all glanced at me, and they

the door, I leaned against

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 the best of

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

of the hospital hallway. Each passing moment felt like a lifetime, and I couldn’t help but replay the events in my mind, wondering what could have caused Luke’s sudden

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

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

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

some rest

that had gripped me for the

I whispered hoarsely, my voice choking with emotion.

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

to walk away, but I halted her, saying, “Hold

eyes fixed

him home today? “You know, just

as she replied, “No, not today. He’s too weak to leave the hospital now. You can do that

“Like when?”

whenever he’s

if he’s

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

a friendly face as well, and she

ROAD

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mean to

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

told me and