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“Liz…Liz…” Omarion murmured. Isis took a halt and turned around to see Omarion. “Thank goodness! I thought you will not be conscious soon”, Madam Louisiana exclaimed. “Liz?” Isis thought. Instantly, she let a frown making a line appear in between her eyebrows. How could he call someone else’s name when she was the one that saved him? Is that how an ingrate he is? Isis thought. She opened her mouth to say a word but Madam Louisiana’s expression cut her short. Then, she swallowed her words.

“Omarion, what happened to you? What was it? Is it a fever? Are you feeling better?” Madam Louisiana asked in one breath. Isis noticed the strong affection the woman had for Omarion and silently wished she had someone like that although; her best friend was up to the task. She felt a cold air of pity brush through her mind as Madam Louisiana took Omarion’s hands in hers. “Enough already! You should leave”, Isis Talon said to herself. She walked out of the mansion unnoticed. Madam Louisiana was too