All Chapters of His Imposed : Chapter 91 - Chapter 93

He reached Ottio city in the middle of the night. It was raining. He put on the hoodie on his head and got out of the car. The raindrops were wetting his face. He shuts the car's door and walks inside the building. **************She found this place odd because the door opened after she said her student number. She got in. She was not feeling good. The institute seemed empty and she was unable to trace a single person. She does not have an idea where the reception is. She was walking without any idea where she was heading to. The LED lights were illuminating the entrance. "That bloody Roman, he is pain in my ass. He send me here only to become pain in my whole world," she was muttering. The institute seemed haunted. "Hello," she said in a lower voice but no sounds in response. She looked around, there were alot of rooms. She had intution that she was on wrong side of institude. She turned when she heard something she does not meant to hear. It was heavy masculine voice. Someone w

"Miss Ahmed, you just need to work with many patients to understand their crimes and mental health," Dr. Freddie explained. She looked around, it was an empty room with white wall paints. She read that white paint is essential for mental health treatment. She was feeling unknown mental sickness due to all white everywhere. "All good?" asked Dr. Freddie. She nods. "Okay, that's great. Your first patient is Naira, she is twenty-nine years old and the one who killed her infant by feeding him nails," he said with serene confidence. He smiled at her and walked off. She walked towards the desk and settled in a very comfortable office chair. All of the fitments in the room were white. The door opened and very thin white girl entered the room. She seemed as if she belong polish ancestory. She had dark brown eyes and there were wrinckles around her eyes but she was pale. She evidently did not sleep for years. Saliha spent first five minutes to go through her files and all the details. Th