Lukas

*Since the accident, Lukas's life had changed drastically. He used to be independent and full of energy, but now, confined to a wheelchair, he felt trapped in a cycle of monotony and melancholy. He spent his days staring out the window, trying to find something to distract him from the emptiness he felt.

He didn't work, he had no friends who visited him frequently, and his attempts to find new hobbies never filled the void that had been left in his life. The only thing he looked forward to was the moment his boyfriend arrived home.

Every afternoon, upon hearing the keys turn in the lock, his heart beat a little faster. "I'm home, love," his partner would say as he entered. Those words always brought a small ray of light to his day. Lukas would watch him come in with a mixture of relief and guilt, knowing that his happiness depended so much on someone else.

“How was your day?” his boyfriend would ask while setting things down on the table. Lukas always gave an answer*

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