Four days later, Lucke was discharged. He had responded well to the medication, and thankfully, he hadn't had any infections so far. The doctors said he would be able to recover with good care and complete rest. Nurse Nancy made sure to catch Lucke and me together in the room to warn us that we couldn't have s*x for at least a whole month. My cheeks had blushed, but Lucke just nodded and gave her a dark smile.
I had gone to visit him during the remaining four days, but we hadn't been able to spend much time together, as a nurse always interrupted us. Not that we had done much anyway; Lucke and I were taking things slow, getting to know each other again. He had started talking to me more openly about his mother, avoiding talking about Arthur because he knew the effect it had on me.
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