The Devil's Lover: The Wish by Dahlia Lu Read Free Book Online

hurt
anywhere?” his eyes scanned her body thoroughly. He walked
over to take her bandaged hands in his. “Does this
hurt?” 
    “ No, but I can see the
same for my friend,” Kali sighed. “He’s been hospitalized. I just
came back from there.” 
    “ And you didn’t call me?”
he huffed. His brows knitted together in anger. 
    “ You were at
work.”
    “ It doesn’t matter where I
am,” he examined her fingers thoroughly. “You need to call me for
stuffs like this. What did the doctor say?”
    “ Nothing major, it will
heal in a week.”
    "I would go to the hospital and thank
your friend personally, but I have to work all day tomorrow. I’ll
wake up extra early to make your friend some chicken soup,
though.”
    "That would be nice. I don't have an
appetite today. Put my plate in the refrigerator,” she headed
toward her room. "I'm skipping school tomorrow to take care of
him.”
    “ Kali?” she turned back to
hear what he had to say. “A friend like that is hard to come
by.”
    A smile appeared on her face. “I
know.”
     
    †††††
     
    Lucien could already stand up by
himself and was dressed neatly in his school uniform. Kali wondered
if the nurse had helped him before she arrived. She hurried to his
side to provide support, although he didn’t seem to need
any.
    "You shouldn't be getting up yet. You
don’t need to go to school today,” she guided him to sit down on
the bed and poured him a glass of water. "I don't know who you
think you are, but after an incident like that, you should stay in
bed.”
    "I’m fine.”
    He didn't seem to be lying. "I guess I
should be glad you recovered so quickly.”
    "This place is permeated by the stench
of death," he said, standing up again. "Come, I’ll walk you to
school.”
    "Are you sure?” she no longer felt the
need to ask. His attitude was changing again, more formal and more
unpredictable. He had somehow reverted back to the man she first
met. She wondered if he had put up a charade just to impress her,
or if he had a split personality she didn’t know about. One minute
he was strong and confident, the next he was modest and vulnerable,
and then back again.
    The weather was warm and sunny today.
Although it was high in humidity, Kali preferred it to rain. She
had thought she would need to provide him support just to walk, but
he seemed to be fine on his own.  She stole a glance at him
now and then to read his expression.  He and looked like he
was in pain.  Those bookshelves and textbooks must have
weighed a ton. 
    “ You seem to be worrying,”
he finally said when he noticed she was looking at him.
    “ A little,” she
admitted.  “Say, Lucien, you don’t happen to have a split
personality, do you?” 
    His return stare made her felt silly.
“I suppose you could call it that.”
    “ I see,” she said, giving
him an awkward smile. So he does have a split personality. 
That would explain a lot.
    They walked silently for several
minutes. Suddenly she stopped, seeing a group of men ahead. Several
of them looked familiar. Their faces were the ones from her dreams,
but how could that be possible? Could she have seen them before and
incorporated their faces into the characters she had dreamed about?
That seemed plausible, but why did she still have this uncanny
feeling that it hadn’t been a dream at all?
    “ What’s wrong?”  he
asked when she suddenly paused. 
    “ Those men,” she murmured,
and hastily stepped to hide behind him.  Her heartbeat was
racing. “They’re the same men from my dreams.”
    Lucifer threw them a quick glance. “So
they are.” 
    “ I think we should go
another way,” she grabbed his hand and nudged him away. 
Suddenly her wrist was snatched from behind. 
    “ You…” the man’s
expression was furious.  His face was reddening even further
under its sunburn. “You’re that witch!” 
    His hand flew up to slap her. She
winced. 
    When she didn’t felt any pain, she
opened her eyes.