"Injuries will heal."

"He got hurt because of me."

"Who doesn't make mistakes?"

"But..." Persephone didn't know what else to say. It seemed like no matter what happened, Catherine could smile as if nothing was a big deal to her and taking care of her was the only significant thing.

Persephone curled up on the bed, her hands hugging her knees.

Seamus had not just gotten injured because of her—he had also killed someone because of her...

Seamus was the one who had fired the gun. He had killed one of them and wounded the other in the leg. That man, with his leg drenched in blood, had limped away as he cursed...

Persephone couldn't recall what that man had been cursing about.

pin the man's death on Seamus during the investigation. Those two men were from a local faction involved in various illegal activities, and the police wanted to rid themselves of

conclusion was that the man had died in

the first time Seamus had killed someone. Growing up, she knew Seamus to be a gentle person, yet

well." Catherine smiled. "Just sleep peacefully, and everything

be nice if it were,

"How's Seamus?" she asked.

"He's recovering," Catherine replied.

walked to the table for a pen and paper, jotting down

at the market. Buy these with the dosages I've written, then simmer them into a soup for Seamus

names.

"Mm."

all for treating bruises and

"You know about

his injuries."

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