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 gasped out, my chest heaving with

the nurse hurried into the room, and I

my ears.

team surrounded Luke, their movements swift and determined as they worked to ease his suffering.

hands through my hair, still panicking, hoping that he would

of the nurses turned to me. “Miss, can you please leave the room?”

leave my husband,” I

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work on right now, and you can’t

to move. I didn’t even give a damn about her words. But the other individuals

shutting the door, I leaned against it, closing both of my eyes

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

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

hospital hallway. Each passing moment felt

door to Luke’s room swung open, and a nurse stepped out. My heart leaped into my throat as I scrambled to my feet, my eyes searching desperately for any sign of

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

nurse offered me a reassuring smile, her eyes filled with kindness. “He’s going to be alright. He

some rest now.”

uncertainty that had gripped me for the past hour. I sank back onto the

hoarsely, my voice

smile never faltering. “You’re welcome. If

to walk away, but I halted her, saying, “Hold on.”

eyes fixed on me. “Yes?”

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

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

“Like when?”

know, whenever

if he’s fit

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

face as well, and she noticed

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didn’t mean to be

in frustration,

told me and disappeared back into the room.