Fernando asked me, "Are you still mad at me?"
I gazed at him and replied, "No. I'm just tired."
"Can you give me a kiss?" he asked.
"Okay." I approached him and kissed him on the lips. "Let's go. It's time to sleep," I said afterward.
His demeanor improved in the following weeks. Today, I accompanied Fernando to the hospital to check on his ribs to see if they had healed, since he no longer complained of pain.
I took him to the x-ray room, and the results looked promising. The doctor informed him that he could gradually resume physical activities.
However, I was taken aback by his question to the doctor.
"Doc, what about s*x?"
"As long as it's done in moderation, you can engage in it. Dr. Castrioti can guide you."
Fernando looked at me with a wide smile, and at that moment, I just
