Chap 4

Italy

9am

"Mary?. Little girl you need to eat breakfast ." Lucifer spoke to his sister. Due to the last few days being busy, he couldn't spend time with his baby sister. He knew that a lot of coaxing was required, for eating her food on time to eating those bitter medicines.

At times he couldn't help but blame his own self for her condition. He looked at Mary who was feigning ignorance and made an adorable angry face at him, still sitting on the wheelchair and refusing to give him a look.

"Are you going to keep ignoring me?"

Getting no response, he sighed once again.

"OK. I believe you wouldn't talk to me, so maybe you don't want your gifts that I got you from England. I am leaving." He turned around smirking and pretending to reach the door.

"Wait. Did you bring me the latest collection from RC?"

He stopped, quickly masking his smirk he once again faced her with a sad face.

"Is all you care about clothes ? What about your brother who is working so hard, who even hasn't had breakfast so that he can eat with his little sister?"

"Please i know all your techniques ok. Don't make that face. I already know how shrewd you are." Scoffed Mary,shaking her head from side to side.

"Let me see the clothes and I will eat."she spoke.

"Even your meds? "

"Yes. "

"Promise me "

"Promise. "

"Don't cross your fingers at your back. Make a sincere promise." He knew his sister in and out.

"Sigh.. Ok promise." She said with both her hands on her heart.

"Lets go little girl. "

After having breakfast with Mary, Lucifer was walking in the garden with his now retired father Jason. Age really just made him look more charismatic.

"She still doesn't take her medicine regularly Lucifer. In this case, the doctor had already warned me that her legs will start to deteriorate ." said Jason, discussing about their recent trip to the hospital for Mary's regular checkup.

Lucifer felt his heart pierced at that thought.

"Don't t blame yourself for her condition. You know it was never your fault. " Jason looked at his son.

He thought about the day, it's already been 3 years. Mary who was only 15 at that time and Lucifer were returning from an event. On the way another gang of mafia had attacked them. Though lucifer was able to save mary, but she had been shot on her waist. A lot of blood was lost from her body. The area where they were ambushed was a bit on the outskirts of city. Thus there was a delay in reaching the hospital. The doctors were able to save her, but her legs showed no response. The doctors concluded that she only had a 20 percent chance to be able to walk on her legs again.

At first mary was supportive with all the procedures, exercises and diet but when gradually she still couldn't lift her legs she lost hope. She closed herself in, stopped talking to her friends and chose to sit all day in her room only. She now only talked with her brother and father. As such cases usually requires a lot of patience, and the stubborn Mary kept refusing her treatments, there still is no response in her legs. Lucifer had already avenged her sister and killed the mafia members but still he blamed himself that he couldn't protect his baby sister.