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ARIEL’S POV
“Miss?” The nurse’s voice brought me back to the present, her expression filled
with concern.
I blinked, focusing on her face as I struggled to push away the lingering thoughts of my prayer. “Yes?” I
replied, my voice hoarse with emotion.
“I just wanted to let you know that the man you brought to the hospital is now doing fine,” the nurse
informed me, her words bringing a sense of relief. “We’ve taken care of his injury, and he’s resting
comfortably now.”
A sigh of relief escaped my lips as I nodded, gratitude flooding my heart. “Thank you,” I murmured,
feeling a weight lift off my shoulders. “That’s a relief to hear.”
But as I nced around the hospital waiting area, my eyes fell upon amotion unfolding nearby. A
man, clearly agitated, was engaged in a heated argument with a doctor, their voices escting into
shouts. Before I could process what was happening, the argument turned physical, and they began to
exchange blows, sending shockwaves through the otherwise serene atmosphere of the hospital.
“What on earth?” I eximed, my eyes widening in disbelief.
The nurse beside me gasped, her hands flying to her mouth in horror. “Oh no,” she muttered, and she
was filled with so much concern. “We need to stop them before someone gets hurt.”
Without hesitation, the nurse rushed towards the altercation, but her efforts were futile as the two men
continued to grapple with each other, oblivious to the chaos. they were causing. Other nurses soon
joined in, attempting to separate the brawling individuals, but their efforts proved to be in vain as the
men seemed determined to inflict harm upon each other.
“Where’s security?” I demanded, my heart pounding with fear and disbelief at the violence unfolding
before my eyes.
Just then, a team of security guards arrived on the scene, their presence.manding attention as
they swiftly intervened, pulling the men apart and
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restraining them before they could cause any further harm. It was a tense moment, and the air was
thick with tension as the hospital staff worked tirelessly to restore
order amidst the chaos.
Themotion gradually subsided, and the men were escorted away by security, I didn’t know, but I
felt sort of shaken by the sudden outburst of violence in what was supposed to be a ce of healing
and sce. How could such aggression take ce within the walls of a hospital, where lives were
meant to be saved and suffering alleviated?
The nurse returned to my side, her expression grave as she surveyed the aftermath of the altercation.
“I’m sorry you had to witness that,” she murmured, and she was sort of sad. Like, sad to a certain
degree. “Violence has no ce in a hospital, but sometimes, emotions run high and tempers re.”
I nodded, still reeling from the shock of what I had just witnessed. “It’s just… I never expected to see
something like that here,” I admitted, and my voice was filled
with disbelief.
It shouldn’t be, because I’ve seen people do more sh*t. Well, not in tranquil ces like this, but sh*t
was sh*t. There was Harriet, the good–for–nothing psychopath, and Mason, who I genuinely had no
idea where he was now. However, it goes without saying that these two morons were mentally ill. Like,
really, really sick. And they should go to a mental asylum. How cool would it be to see those bozos
locked up? Not in a cell, but in a location that looks like you’re in hell.
The nurse sighed, her eyes reflecting a shared sense of dismay. “Unfortunately, it’s not as umon
as we’d like to believe,” she confessed. “But rest assured, we’ll do everything in our power to ensure
the safety and well–being of our patients and
staff.”
I nodded, grateful for her reassurance, but the image of the violent altercation lingered in my mind, a
sobering reminder of the fragility of human nature and the unpredictability of life itself. So while I
watched the nurses attend to the aftermath of the incident, I had this gratitude for their unwavering
dedication andmitment to their calling, even in the face of adversity.
Unlike some people that I know, who would run from the chaos when they saw things crashing down,
Okay, Ariel, who the hell are those people anyway?
“Can I go inside the room where the man is?” I asked the nurse. My voice wasn’t
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that clear after I yelled during thatmotion. Trust me, it wasn’t great. Getting a broken voice right
now was definitely not the thing.
The nurse nodded in agreement; she had this sympathetic expression. But it was for the best. “Of
course,” she replied softly, and she gestured toward the door. “Take all the time you need.”
“Thank you,” I murmured gratefully as I slowly made my way towards the door of the room where the
man was resting.
Entering the room, I found him lying on the bed, his eyes closed as if in peaceful slumber. He seemed
to be restingfortably; the tension from the earlier
altercation was nowhere to be seen on his face.
Yes, so that was it. Right here, where I stood, I could still recall how Luke had put so much effort into
saving this man. At that moment, things were a little bit different. And Luke made me love him more
and more.
I approached the bed cautiously, my footsteps echoing softly in the otherwise silent room. Drawing
closer, the man slowly opened his eyes, blinking in confusion, before focusing on me.
“Who are you?” he asked in a soft voice, his gaze searching mine.
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I offered him a small smile, hoping to ease any difort he might be feeling. You don’t know me,” I
replied gently. “But I’m d to see that everything went well.”
The man’s expression softened, a hint of relief flickering in his eyes. “Thank you,” he whispered, his
voice filled with gratitude. “I’m grateful to be alive.”
I nodded, feeling a swell of emotion rise within me at his words. “You’re wee,” I replied softly, my
heart heavy with the weight of what had transpired. “I’m just d that you’re okay.”
The man sighed, looking upwards. “You know, when my car crashed, I thought I wasn’t going to make
it. I thought it was the final chapter of my life. But you saved me. Thank you.”
“Oh, yeah, you’re wee. But actually, my husband was the one who saved you,” I admitted, a sense
of pride swelling within me as I spoke of Luke’s heroic actions.
The man’s eyes widened in surprise. “Your husband?” he echoed, clearly taken
aback.
I nodded, a small smile ying on my lips. “Yes, he did a lot to pull you out of the wreckage. He was
really determined to save you, no matter what.”
A look of gratitude washed over the man’s face, mingled with newfound respect. “I owe him everything,
then.“.
“You sure do.”
“Well, I would love to see him.”
“And he would love to see you too. But, as a matter of fact, he’s not here right now. Just know that he
wishes you all the best in your recovery.”
The man nodded, understanding evident in his gaze. “Can I please know your name?
“My name?”
He nodded, smiling at me.
“Oh, it’s Ariel.”
“Ariel. You have a beautiful name, and you’re just as beautiful.”
“Say what now?” I raised an eyebrow.