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.

lay in bed, battling a high fever. Bandages covered the upper

reopened and become infected, leading

face

forced smile. "He'll be happy if

"I'd like to—"

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

nodded, holding

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

hugged him tightly,

air was chilly, dispelling

out the window and observed Seamus leading his men

could track her down

Her fists clenched.

recurring theme from her youth. Wherever she went, Seamus

she yearned to escape the confines imposed

an invisible

she

liberation not just

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