Can you mend my broken heart?

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that hot tears were gushing down from my eyes. I had no handkerchief with me, all I could do was wipe the tears with my bare hand."Young lady, you need not cheer up. Be of good cheer. Your mum is undergoing dialysis now. And in a short while, she would be good again. All you will do for her now is to pray for her. You've done your part, let we, the nurses, do ours and leave the rest for God!"A male nurse who was among the nurses in the emergency room whispered to me in a lovely tone. He would've concluded that I was crying because of my Mum's health conditi

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and introduced him."You're not playing that prank on me tonight. We already discussed that at the bar. We're concluding the case of that girl." Floyd replied, insisting on finishing the discussion about Clara. Counting on his inquisitiveness, Lucifer said."In that case, I'm done discussing that. Let it be that I wasted money." After breathing in and out, he continued. "But I enjoyed my stay with her. Are you satisfied now?" That sounds fairer, though I'm yet to believe the last line."Floyd replied with a more friendly tone.************************While I was quietly seated at home thinking of what to do next, I heard a knock on the door. Just for me to open the door I saw Lisa standing behind it. I welcomed and ushered him into the house. Just as she finished asking about my mom's health condition, and getting the response from me, she wore a strange expression on her face."What's that all about, Lisa? I know you know, but don't judge me!" I commanded authoritatively, since I was already being judged by my conscience."But you went too extreme, Clara. How could you?" Clara asked, sounding more innocent than the Clara I used to know. But unfortunately, her words and actions couldn't add or subtract anything from my emotions."Could you provide the money for me?" I quest