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.

I gasped out, my chest heaving with

room, and I followed closely behind, my heart scuffling in

my ears.

their movements swift and determined as they

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

of the nurses turned to me. “Miss, can you

sorry, but I can’t leave my husband,” I

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on right now, and you can’t be

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

leaned

away. And right after that, I sniffled. This was me trying to

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 echoing in my

passing moment felt like a lifetime, and I couldn’t help

a nurse stepped out. My heart leaped into my throat as I scrambled to my feet, my eyes searching desperately for

blurted out, my voice trembling

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

some rest now.”

that had gripped me for the past hour. I sank

my

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

walk away, but I halted

turned around, eyes fixed on

today? “You know, just

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

“Like when?”

know, whenever

if he’s fit

the young man rest,” she answered. Her tone

didn’t give her a friendly face as

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mean to be rude. But it’s

she sighed in frustration, lifting her hands.

place, excuse me,” she told me and