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.

Bandages covered

wounds had reopened and become infected, leading to

streamed down Persephone's face as she

hand on her shoulder, managing a forced smile. "He'll be happy if he

"I'd like to—"

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

holding Morpheus'

care for

hugged him tightly, tears flowing

was chilly, dispelling the

out the window and observed Seamus

he could track her down effortlessly despite not having her

Her fists clenched.

a recurring theme from her youth. Wherever she went, Seamus would

rebellious phase, she yearned to escape the confines imposed by her family and the everpresent

seemed an

her no matter where she

sought liberation not just from

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