Morpheus held Persephone's small hand tightly all the way. The evening breeze carried a hint of moisture, shrouding her mind like a mist.

Upon returning home, Morpheus dove straight into the kitchen.

Persephone peeked, catching sight of his broad back and busy demeanor. A wave of complexity washed over her. She had cooled down by now, and the sequence of events threaded together like beads in her mind.

Someone aimed to harm her, plotting her demise, with even those privy to her whereabouts beforehand tampering with the ship...

And how could this person, unless intimately familiar with her, know so much?

Persephone's heart skipped a beat. Suddenly, a fog clouded her vision, making it hard to discern her surroundings.

"Here, try this." Morpheus emerged from the kitchen in no time, presenting a small bowl of rose jelly.

The jelly, sprinkled with raisins and crushed peanuts, revealed beautiful rose petals beneath its crystalclear surface. She was surprised, meeting his gaze.

of it," he said softly. "The jelly should have chilled longer. It would've been even tastier with condensed milk, but unfortunately, we don't have any at

motionless

her shoulders. His presence always brought her comfort, but

can rest. I'll put everything

bit her lip, intending to voice her doubts, but the words morphed at

words came from. He softly

jolted as she leaned against his shoulder, gently closing her eyes. She had a long dream, sometimes vivid and colorful, at other times a chaotic battlefield. As she frantically searched for someone, he emerged from a

panting heavily. Only then did she notice the bright sky.

if the explosion from last

got up, and walked out of the

breakfast when urgent knocking

the door and peered through the peephole, seeming hesitant for a moment before finally opening

almost embracing him. "Are you okay after last night? I thought you were still at the police

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