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.

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

had reopened and become infected,

Persephone's face as

shoulder, managing a forced smile. "He'll be

"I'd like to—"

for her. "I'll bring you

holding

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

hugged him tightly, tears flowing

air was chilly, dispelling the

window and observed Seamus

her down

Her fists clenched.

theme from her youth. Wherever

to escape the

an invisible barrier surrounded

where she fled, delivering her intact

she sought liberation

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