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

wounds had reopened and become infected,

streamed down Persephone's face as

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

"I'd like to—"

for her. "I'll bring you food. Stay

holding Morpheus'

to care for him—administering medicine,

hugged him tightly,

chilly,

glanced out the window and observed Seamus leading

knew he could track her down effortlessly despite not having

Her fists clenched.

youth. Wherever she went, Seamus would

escape the confines imposed

an

she fled,

yet, on some level, she sought liberation not just

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