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His Facade

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Laying the confused yet trembling man on the king-sized bed Catelin carefully made him drink a glass of water to ease his trembling.

She was confused. Beyond baffled by what just happened. Just a minute ago he was all over her being a scary dominant man. She was ready to be forced by him because of the way he acted.

But in the next minute, he turned into the same childish Lucifer whose eyes shot sparks of only innocence. His body trembled to see the obvious concern yet anger in his Cate's eyes.

As soon as he asked her what happened she only stared at him with pure confusion. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. Or seeing. What's happening. That's the exact question flooding in the valleys of her brain.

She didn't say anything only helped his overly trembling body on the bed and covered him with the blanket. Lucifer was beyond confused. All he could do was stare at her asking her a million questions through his eyes.

"Lucifer." As soon as she called his name he tried sitting up but she forced him to stay laid.

"Relax nothing happened. Just go to sleep. We had a long ride. You should go to sleep. Hmm." Lucifer shook his head and grabbed her hand.

"No, I wanted to know what happened. I don't even know how I reached this room. I was sleeping in the living room then how." Catelin stared at the guy in pure shock.

Her mind started running making a cluster of questions. She tried answering them on her own but the only thing she got was.

Does he have a split personality disorder or DID (Dissociative identity disorder) (Also known as Mulitple personality disorder)

She stared at him before slowly sitting on the bed beside him. Lucifer taking the chance slid his head on her laps making her sigh heavily.

"You don't remember anything." Lucifer shook his head burying his face in her stomach.

"No Cate I only remember getting out of the car half sleeping and then laying on the sofa before I went to sleep again. After that, I don't remember what happened. How did I even come here."

Catelin had no answer to his questions. The man she witnessed a few minutes ago was nowhere near being innocent or naive. He was cunning. Sinister and mischievous.

But the man in front of her right now seemed to be the most innocent soul that can be found on the earth. What's happening. She has no idea.

"It's fine Lucifer. Just sleep ok. I have something to do." Lucifer wanted to argue but gaining a pointed glare from her he silently laid down on the bed closing his eyes.

Catelin kept on caressing his hair making him went to his slumber sooner than he thought. Finding him fast asleep she turned her head towards the wall where her portrait was and left stunned to see the curtains covering her picture.

That was unbelievable. She still remembered not covering the wall then how. Sighing heavily she covered her face with her palms. What's even happening.

Her mind was going insane. She decided to go out for fresh air otherwise she will go crazy. Throwing a last glance at Lucifer and then the covered wall she made her towards the balcony.

After some time relaxing her mind, she pulled the phone out and dialled a number.

"Hello, Dr. Steward. I am Catelin Stevens. I am sure Dr. Watson must have informed you." She politely said making the person on other side beamed out with excitement.

"Oh yes. She informed me and even sent me the files of Lucifer King. Hello Catelin. I also got a call from your trainer who instructed me to train you further." Catelin smiled sighing in relief.

"Yes Sir. I was actually thinking how about if we meet tomorrow." Mr. Steward hummed in response.

"That will be great. I also wanted to meet Lucifer." Catelin sighed.

"No Sir I actually want to meet you alone. I have something to discuss first. They are important for you to know before you start treating Lucifer."

"Well, that's fine. You can come at 4 pm. I will be free that time." Catelin nodded smiling in relief.

"Yes, that will be great. I will be there on time. Goodbye Sir." With that, she cut the line sighing heavily with bothered expressions.

She placed her sweaty palms on the balcony's railing staring at the garden with questions swirling in her gaze. It was too much for her to take in one go.

She had no idea of what will she do if that unexpected side of Lucifer again appears. It seems like SPD (Split personality Disorder) to her. All the symptoms, his behaviour shows exactly the possibility of having DID or SPD but again.

One thing which confuses her. If he has a split personality disorder then how did he hide that other personality for years. How did he control it? That's impossible.

In DID and SPD. Personalities comes and disappears on their own. A person has no control over it. Plus no personality remembers what other's did. But that dominant cunning personality of Lucifer knew what the childish one has been doing.

There is something wrong. There is something more in the truth and she wasn't able to add on.

Is he pretending? Is this childish personality just a facade to hide his real manipulating self?

Is he even sick or just faking everything.

The thought of him faking everything all these years wrecked her heart. If he's hiding behind this innocent facade then how she will be able to look at him like she used to.

She was afraid. Afraid of knowing that he's been faking everything. This thought made her hate herself for giving her heart to him. She was loving a man who was never once truthful to her.

But she refused to accept it. She assured her heart that there is something more in it. She didn't want to believe that he was living with a face of mare facade all this time. She refused it.

She will find the truth. She vowed to her heart. She will go deeper into this matter. And for that, she needs to meet that cunning man she met a while ago.

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