Persephone remained silent, holding her head low in contemplation.

The stark reality unfolded before her—Morpheus and she came from different worlds. He was the untamed beast in the jungle, while she resembled a delicate flower spoiled within the confines of home. His world embraced freedom, while hers revolved around dreams.

Like an unplanned melody, their love story began as a pure accident. Yet, she couldn't let it go, holding onto the hope that it would endure.

"Sephy..." Seamus summoned his courage, reaching out to hold her hand.

However, she evaded him, recoiling as if an electric shock coursed through her the moment he made contact. Her gaze spoke volumes, indicating that he had overstepped a boundary.

Seamus bit his lip. "I'm sorry."

Guilt washed over Persephone as she recalled the countless kind gestures he had made since her youth. Apart from her family, perhaps no one else would exhibit such unwavering loyalty.

In her younger days.

play tricks

search for a pink shell she claimed to have seen in a fairytale. He took it seriously, scouring through corals and

time-out, in a distant and chilly place where the sounds

Seamus, battling a high fever, stumbled

knew her dislike for the usual tea, so he would prepare hot Earl

throat

"Miss."

voice softened. "I caused a lot of mischief, and you had to clean up

gently. "I'm your bodyguard. It's my job

looked at him. The way he gazed at her remained unchanged from her youth—gentle and attentive. Yet, for some reason, she sensed he was hiding

eyes revealed

her head, pushing

was a mole?

brought her favorite cheese spread and delicately applied it

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