The Love From Vengeance (Ariel and Luke) novel Chapter 386

386: STAND BY YOU 

ARIEL’S POV 

Here I was, in the hospital, still holding on to Luke, with the hope, with the belief that he would regain consciousness any time soon. 

Yes, the days of darkness were much, with the minutes passing, the seconds counting, and the hope not destroyed. I didn’t wish for this to take too long, but even if it did, I’d be here, by Luke’s side. Every single second, Every single minute, every single hour, every single day. 

Life could throw terrible things at us, and the pain would make you want to give up that very moment. Everything you had worked for, for so many years, the stress, the pain, the sweat, the struggles, you would just feel like giving up. 

You wouldn’t want to go further, the darkness had already discouraged you. Broken, shattered, hopeless, too much negativity, no longer being positive. 

I had passed through this in different ocassions, and trust me, I totally understood all the procedures. Crossed through the bridge of sorrow, the storm raging upon me. The rumbles of thunder went too 

intense. 

The chains had me for so long. I felt like a total failure and the all the fight was just in vain. I thought ice flew in my vain, the adrenaline, the passion. I was just wrong, cause in the end, the opposite Ariel was all 

that materialized. 

But even so, the fight wouldn’t end. The journey would continue because out of every terrible situation, something good comes out. It’s just about the confidence, the boldness, the courage. All mixed up, they would put me in the perfect place. And I needed hope, hope to soldier on in this battle. Because there was no way I would be giving up. 

“Miss, you should get some rest,” a nurse told me, stepping foot inside the room. 

“Thanks, but I’m okay,” I told her softly, still cleaving to Luke’s hands. 

“Do you need something to eat? You’ve been here for hours, and I noticed you haven’t eaten anything. Should I perhaps bring something for you?” 

I gave her a little smile. “That would be nice, actually.” 

“Okay, you can just please hold on. Give me some minutes, I’ll be right back.” 

She left the room after that. 

As I sat there, holding onto Luke’s hand, lost in my thoughts, I felt a slight tremor in his hand. My heart leaped with hope, and a wide smile spread. Could it be? Was this a sign of life returning to him? 

I gently squeezed his hand, urging him to wake up. “Luke,” I whispered, my voice trembling with emotion. Can you hear me? Can you feel my touch?” 

His hand twitched again, and I couldn’t contain my joy. Tears welled up in my eyes as I leaned closer to 

STAND 

him, whispering words of encouragement and love. 

With newfound energy, I rushed out of the room to find a doctor. “Excuse me!” I called the nearest medical staff member I could find urgently. He glanced at me immediately. 

“He moved his hand! He moved his hand!” 

The doctor gave me a surprised face. I’m sorry, miss. What did you just say?” 

“Luke just moved his hand! Please, you have to come see him!” 

The doctor quickly followed me back to Luke’s room, where I eagerly pointed out the subtle movements of his hand. The doctor examined him carefully, checking his vital signs and responsiveness. 

After what felt like an eternity, the doctor turned to me with a smile. “It looks like he’s showing signs of consciousness returning. We’ll need to run some tests, but this is a very positive development.” 

Relief flooded over me, and I couldn’t stop the tears of joy from streaming down my face. Luke was finally waking up, and I knew that together, we could overcome whatever challenges lay ahead. 

The nurse retumed with the food, and I thanked her but declined, my attention entirely focused on Luke’s 

subtle movements. 

“Thank you, but I think I’ll pass for now. I’m just so happy to see him showing signs of waking up. 

The nurse looked at me with understanding in her eyes. “Of course, miss. It’s understandable. Just let me know if you need anything else, okay?” 

I nodded gratefully, my heart still racing with hope. “I will, thank you.” 

She gave me a reassuring smile before quietly leaving the room again, leaving me alone with Luke. I turned back to him, feeling a surge of love and gratitude welling up inside me. 

“Luke, can you hear me?” I whispered softly, leaning in closer. “I know you’re fighting, and I believe in you. You’re going to make it through this, I know you will.” 

His hand twitched again, as if in response, and I felt a rush of happiness wash over me. I squeezed his hand gently, feeling the connection between us grow stronger with each passing moment. 

I love you, Luke,” I murmured, tears of joy streaming down my cheeks. “And I’ll be right here with you every step of the way.” 

“Miss, I’m Dr. Stevens,” a middle–aged man said as he entered the room, followed by a couple of nurses with medical equipment. “We’ve heard about the movements Luke made. That’s a positive sign, but we need to conduct some tests to assess his condition further.” 

I nodded eagerly, my heart still pounding with anticipation. “Yes, please, do whatever you need to do. Just tell me he’s going to be okay.” 

Dr. Stevens smiled reassuringly. “We’re going to do our best, but I need you to step outside for a moment. We’ll need some space to work.”