"Is there something you'd like to tell me?" Morpheus asked.

"Umm..." Persephone pursed her lips. "Do you think I was being unreasonable at the store?"

"What?"

"The brand is known for its quality. Basically, nobody would get a refund," she said softly. "As soon as the manager finds out that someone requested a refund, the shop assistant will be questioned and might be fired."

"What? You can't bear for that to happen to her?"

"No." She looked into his eyes. All the words were stuck in her throat—she had no idea how to say it.

It was not that she couldn't bear to do it—she cared about what he thought.

She was worried he might think she was being stubborn and stirring trouble.

She was worried she might become an unreasonable and self-centered girl to him.

Even she was shocked when that thought came up. Why did she care about that so much?

bully anyone, we can't just take it blindly

he spoke. There was a smirk

supported what I

"What else?"

locked eyes

sent a wave to his

bought nothing that night, she felt

home, she washed up and

Morpheus happened to bring the blanket and pillow from the

since she had been sleeping on the couch for many days. He had cleaned

felt

to have stopped, and the air

heart seemed to

However, he hesitated as his hand hung in the air and slowly retracted

that... he hoped for more between

Her world must be beautiful, unlike his, facing the boxing ring, blood,

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