Lily wasted no time and swiftly followed Carlo, leaving the curious bartender behind. The bartender's gaze lingered on her momentarily, a hint of intrigue in her eyes.
Yet, as the moments passed, she refocused her attention on her other patrons, attending to the half-empty glass that Lily had left behind, showing no further concern for the young woman's departure.
As Carlo guided Lily further inside, they navigated through a narrow corridor, eventually arriving at a bustling room that seemed to exude a more private atmosphere. The dim lighting cast shadows across the space, lending an air of secrecy to the activities within. Around a dozen individuals sat huddled together, engrossed in intense card games, their hushed conversations and occasional chuckles filling the air.
The room was adorned with vintage, mahogany furniture, complemented by deep maroon curtains that draped elegantly over the windows, partially obscuring the view outside.
Today, I finally got to leave the hospital after a five-day stay for pain management and overall recovery. They sent me home with a morphine patch stuck to my body, which they say releases medication gradually through the skin and into the whole system. Can you believe there are patches like that?
Oh, and by the way, if you could kindly show your support with power stones, golden tickets, or some lovely reviews, it would mean the world to me and keep me pumped to keep this story going! Thanks a million!