Ohene Asaa sat by his daughter all through the night with the three top herbal doctors praying to the over seventy seven thousand gods and goddesses of the land to save his lifeline. At exactly thirteen minutes after four at dawn, Nyamekye opened her eyes. Everyone heaved a sigh of relief. The doctors checked and confirmed she was stable and left her with her father.
“How is my beautiful princess?” She told him she was fine and apologized for causing him to worry. Ohene Asaa took her right hand in his and looked at her face.
“Maame, I am sorry for any stress you are going through because of the actions and or inactions of anyone. Only Odomankomah the creator knows what you mean to me. Why didn’t you tell me you were having a hard time with Boadu? They say painful bottled emotions burst brains. Do…
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