Persephone knew this place better than the bodyguards.

An inexplicable hesitation gripped the bodyguards when they reached the street, causing them to falter in following her.

Persephone seized the chance and made a quick move to lose them. She sprinted toward a convenience store, deftly navigating through a couple of turns until she reached Morpheus' place.

There, she encountered Wynn, who appeared in a rush as he descended the stairs.

"Sephy?" he greeted her with surprise and joy before swiftly becoming alert, pulling her behind him. After a cautious glance around, he whispered, "Nobody is following you, right?"

"No!" she replied, panting. "How's Morpheus? Did Seamus come?!"

"Seamus?" Wynn was momentarily stunned, then shook his head. "Seamus didn't come, but Morpheus isn't doing great..."

"What happened to him?"

"His old wounds were still healing from the fight with Louis. He barely won the fight. Now, with new wounds on top of the old ones, he..."

Persephone rushed toward Morpheus' house, oblivious to everything else.

in bed, battling a high fever. Bandages covered the upper half of his body, saturated in

wounds had reopened and become infected, leading

face as she

managing a forced smile. "He'll be happy if he knows that you're

"I'd like to—"

decided for her. "I'll bring you food. Stay with

holding

his fever persisted, she stayed the night to care for him—administering medicine, changing bandages, and holding him for

hugged him tightly, tears flowing

air was chilly, dispelling

out the window and observed

could track her down effortlessly despite not having her

Her fists clenched.

scenario felt like a recurring theme from her youth. Wherever she went,

she yearned to escape the confines imposed by her

it seemed an invisible barrier surrounded

no matter where she

some level, she sought liberation not just from familial constraints

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