506: GLAD

LUKE'S POV One of the nurses walked inside the room, bringing in a plate of food. "Good morning, sir. I brought this for you." Her cheerful greeting was a welcome respite from the intensity of the last few days. I looked up at her, a faint smile pulling at the corners of my mouth. "Thank you," I said, taking the plate from her hands. "I'm not really hungry, but I appreciate it." The nurse nodded, her eyes flicking between me and Ariel. "I understand, sir. But you need to take care of yourself, too. Your wife is going to need you when she wakes up." "I know. But as I've said, I'm not hungry. You can drop it there." I pointed at a table in the room. "I'll eat it later." The nurse smiled, understanding in her eyes. "Okay. Just make sure you eat something, okay?" She placed the plate on the table, giving it a gentle pat before turning to leave the room. "I'll be back to check on you both in a little while. If you need anything before then, don't hesit