Devouring love

Devouring love by Serafina Daniel Read Free Book Online

Book: Devouring love by Serafina Daniel Read Free Book Online
Authors: Serafina Daniel
must be dead.
    I was really shocked being the witness of all this event. I had never imagined that some thing like this could happen in my life.
    “I am really sorry that you had to meet her and go through all this. I will make sure nothing like this could happen again. I will hire other men to guard her. I also will give you a reward that you saved her life,” the man talked, but I really wasn't in this world anymore. I was lost in my thoughts at the moment.
    “I am really glad I was in the right place at the right moment,” I said in a serious voice.
    “Katherine was like a mother to Melody. It's really hard to understand that she dared to do...to try kill Melody,” he continued to talk, although I wanted him to leave me alone. I was tired. I wanted to sleep. Really sleep.
    “What will happen to her?” I dared to ask. I knew it wasn't my business to know that, but I was just curious. The woman seemed really frightened when Mr. Patrick Spring said that she will receive Merdian's punishment and that was really strange for me. Why didn't they give her to the police and end this thing?
    “Mr. Offman,” he started carefully, “I will warn you only one time,” his eyes met mine and I knew that he was just giving me a piece of advice. Then why did I feel like he was treating me? I nodded, like I perfectly understood his warning.
    “I am sorry. I was just curious,” I confessed.
    “I understand. But still, it would be only for the best if you don't give questions which won't help you to do what you are paid for,” and he walked out, leaving me alone in this room.
    I sighed. That was a close one. I should really control my tongue before something bad could happened to me. I needed to be a professional.
    After an hour, I left the hospital. I was back in my home, but I didn't rush to take my place on my bed. I sat on the couch, trying to remember every detail about how Melody acted when she was dieing. For some reason my brain was telling me that something important had happened.
    So, I closed my eyes and let the memories hug me. I saw myself surrounded by many people, computers. Everyone was yelling, doing something, while I was just holding that poor girl's hand and pleading in my mind for her to stay alive.
    Her hand in my grip seemed colder and colder every second and computers only proved that her heart would soon stop beating in her chest forever.
    “Please, stay alive,” I whispered and quickly injected something in her. I didn't know what it was. I just did what other doctors ordered me. And I was relieved when the numbers started increasing on the screen. That stuff was working.
    “Everything will be okay,” I repeated over and over next to her. But it was more for myself than for her.
    Suddenly I felt her fingers stirring in my grip. I wasn't sure if I imagined that or not. Also, I didn't have time to look at her hand and make sure if it was true. And soon I forgot that something had even happened during that awful time. But now, when I thought about it... she moved? I really wanted to believed that it wasn't just my imagination.
    I walked to my bedroom and tried to get some sleep. Something in my head said to me that I would really need to be peppy.
    Melody
    I was left alone. It was really a miracle that I wasn't dead. I should be happy about that, but I felt confused. I remembered that some moments I could hear what was happening around me. But what it really stole all my attention was pleading to stay alive, to fight. It was my doctor's voice. It gave me strength when I thought that I didn't have it anymore.
    I sighed in my mind. It was getting really strange. That doctor had some kind of effect on me and I wondered why.
    Then I started to search for a memory. A memory when I first met that devil.
    I was walking along the street. I didn't look around, because I was so lost in my thoughts that I didn't care where I was and who was next to me. After all, I was an angel. I could easily to be off the hook.

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