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It’s been almost a week since I had stepped into the Durani Villa. The therapy session wasn’t going well as Mrs Johara used to do her best in order to skip every session she wanted. She really wasn’t interested in doing anything that could bring her back towards her previous health.

“It’s evening and we should start your therapy.” I said as soon as I entered the room only to find her busy watching reels on her phone.

“Mrs Joahara.” I said with an exasperated expression. I didn’t know what to do with her as she was least concerned about her health as if she didn’t want to stay healthy at all. But lying on the bed all day and roaming around the Villa on her wheel chair was the easiest task but that’s not why I was there as a therapist.

“I am tired. I don’t want to do any therapy session.” She declared and my shoulders were slumped. I sat down in front of her on the couch as I was about to say something when she turned her phone off.

“Now will you scold me for not doing anyth
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