337: PRIORITIZING RECOVERY

ARIEL'S POV Where's Luke? "Is he okay?" I questioned my mother, looking fixedly at her. Her smile faltered slightly, a shadow passing over her features. "Luke, he's still unconscious, sweetheart. But the doctors are doing everything they can for him. He's a fighter, just like you." My heart clenched at the news of Luke's condition, a wave of worry crashing over me. "I need to see him, Mom. I need to make sure he's okay." "We'll ask the doctors, dear," my mother assured me, her voice soothing. "But for now, you need to focus on getting better at yourself. You've been through a lot." "I know, Mom. But I need to go and see Luke. Please don't stop me." I tried getting up, but my mother was firm on me. "You will see him, Ariel. But not in this condition; you're too weak to move. "And it's not quite advisable." "I don't care about the lectures or whatever. I just want to see Luke. Did you see the look in his eyes when those men were beating the hell out of us? Did you?" My mother's t