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 upper half of

become

down Persephone's face as she approached

a comforting hand on her shoulder, managing a forced smile. "He'll be happy if he knows that

"I'd like to—"

"I'll bring you food. Stay with

holding

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

tightly, tears flowing

night air was chilly, dispelling the day's

the window and observed Seamus leading his men

her down effortlessly

Her fists clenched.

recurring theme from her youth. Wherever she went,

to escape the confines imposed by her family and

seemed an invisible

no matter where she fled,

relied on him, yet, on some level, she sought liberation

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