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.

battling a high fever. Bandages covered the

had reopened and become infected, leading to

face as she approached

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

"I'd like to—"

her. "I'll bring you food. Stay

nodded, holding Morpheus'

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

him tightly,

air was chilly, dispelling the

the window and observed Seamus leading his men

down effortlessly despite

Her fists clenched.

theme from her youth. Wherever

rebellious phase, she yearned to escape the confines imposed by

seemed an invisible barrier

would find her no matter where she fled, delivering

sought liberation not just from familial

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