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ITOHAN(CRY FOR MERCY) 3

 




ITOHAN (CRY FOR MERCY)

EPISODE 3

Could there be hope for her? She thought in misery after a minute of unenjoyable pleasure with the doctor. She looked at the popular white faced bottle of concentrated potion. This may just elevate her pains.

She had just taken a little drop when doctor came in and rushed her to the emergency ward. While she regained consciousness, he scolded her saying, “You are not yet due to die because I am not done with you yet.”
She wept profusely, what could end this misery.

Miss Osas had had a rough day, as a nurse, it was not uncommon to be plagued by migraine. While she massaged her fore head with words of prayer, she heard silent sobs. It should be silent but she heard  she moved towards it’s sound and it led her to Itohan's ward.

“Are you okay my child?” she asked.
Itohan was amazed at such nice gesture from a stranger but she kept it locked up. She could be doctor’s spy.
‘Talk to me please, you look distressed.” Nurse Osas pleaded
Something spoke to her inner consciousness, this could be a good friend, the voice said.

What will happen next? 
Find out in the next episode. 
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