Another full week passed before Dr. Harding announced I"d recovered enough to leave the bedroom, and with great fanfare, Marianne and Rowena arrived in my room, smiling when they were finally given the go-ahead to bring me downstairs. Rowena assisted with showering and washing my hair, drying it carefully before Marianne helped me put on another pretty negligee, this time with the addition of a silk dressing gown in the palest pink. I wondered where the luxurious sleepwear kept appearing from, but as it delighted Marianne to dress me up and I was enjoying a resurgence of desire to appear attractive, I didn"t concern myself overly.
There was a knock on the bathroom door as I finished brushing my hair and Marianne winked knowingly at me in the mirror"s reflection. “Come in, Lucas.”
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