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.

fever. Bandages covered the

reopened and become infected, leading

down Persephone's face as

managing a forced smile. "He'll be happy if he

"I'd like to—"

"I'll

nodded, holding Morpheus'

night to care for him—administering medicine, changing bandages, and

tightly, tears

air was chilly, dispelling

window and observed Seamus leading

track her down effortlessly despite not

Her fists clenched.

a recurring theme from her youth. Wherever

phase, she yearned to escape the confines

an

where she fled, delivering her intact to her

on some level, she sought liberation not just from familial constraints

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