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

become infected, leading to

face as she approached

managing a forced smile. "He'll be

"I'd like to—"

her. "I'll bring you food.

holding Morpheus'

stayed the night to care for him—administering

hugged him tightly,

was chilly,

observed Seamus

knew he could track her down effortlessly

Her fists clenched.

her youth. Wherever she went, Seamus

yearned to escape the confines imposed by her family

an

her no matter where she fled,

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

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