Trying to Live With the Dead (The Veil Diaries #1)

by B.L. Brunnemer

“Alright, I understand. You’re too busy to help now.” Tara gave him big eyes and a small smile. Shit, was she going to cry? Oh nope, she was pulling the girl card, looking sweet and hurt. “Maybe you could help with Winter Formal and Prom next semester?” she asked. Before he could answer, Asher looked over to me, his brow drew down as he frowned. “Lexie? Is your nose bleeding again?” he asked, his voice filled with concern. My head still pounding, I nodded. He ran his eyes over me, his face worried. He reached out and took my arm. “Come on, let’s get you cleaned up.” He gave me a small nudge to get me moving. “I’ll think about next semester, Tara,” he called over his shoulder, his gaze still on me as we passed by girl ghost. I felt a surge of blood and cursed as I pinched my nose shut. I walked faster, trying to get away so the burning pain in my chest would stop. By the time we turned the corner, my tissues were soaked. Seeing this, Asher pulled his little pack of tissues out of his bag and handed them to me. I added some to my nose. The further away from the dead girl we got, the less my nose bled. “Seriously, Lexie, what’s with your nose?” he asked, still frowning. I tried to figure out an excuse that would explain this. “It’s kind of a medical thing,” I hedged, checking to see if my nose had stopped bleeding. Thankfully it had.