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, my

nurse hurried into the room, and I followed closely

my ears.

movements swift and determined as they worked

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

to me. “Miss, can you please leave

sorry, but I can’t leave

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on right now, and you can’t

a damn about her words. But the other individuals

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

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 the best of me.

eternity, filled with worry and uncertainty.

that seemed to seep into my bones despite the warmth of the hospital hallway. Each passing moment felt like a lifetime, and I couldn’t help but replay the events

room swung open, and a nurse stepped out. My heart leaped into my throat as I scrambled to my feet, my

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

reassuring smile, her eyes filled

rest now.”

me like a tidal wave, washing away the fear and uncertainty that had gripped me for the past hour. I sank back onto the bench, tears of gratitude welling

my voice choking with emotion.

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

to walk away, but I halted her, saying,

eyes fixed on

be able to take him home today? “You know, just to give him some rest.”

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

“Like when?”

don’t know, whenever

what if he’s fit today?”

answered. Her tone wasn’t friendly, but it wasn’t rude either. Well, sort of rude.

give her a friendly face as well, and she noticed

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I didn’t mean to

sentence as she sighed in frustration, lifting

she told me and disappeared back into the