How Morpheus wished he could answer Persephone's question, but he just couldn't.

He had never even seen what Bailey looked like, nor did he know if she were a friend or a foe.

The only thing he was sure of was that he would do his best to protect Persephone.

Morpheus took out his phone. "Here, take it."

In this time and age when everyone had a smartphone, this one seemed unusually ancient. She had never seen anything like that.

"What's this..."

"It's a phone. You can only make calls and text with it," he explained. "It has very few functions, but it has advantages whereby people can't easily bug it."

He had used this on the battlefield before.

"There's only one number saved in there—mine." He looked at her before adding, "Call me if anything happens when you get back."

-

Persephone returned, she saw Seamus sitting on the couch in

lights were dimmed, and she could not see him clearly. However, his grimness spread like

the kitchen. Soon,

she arrived before him with

a hint of ruthlessness flashed past

and handed him

not take the

soup was hot, but his

"You're not eating

did you go today, miss? I was

put the

wiping surfaces with a rag in

silence spread from

out of nowhere. "Mr. Rutherford,

soup's good

"Get out!"

hand and slapped the bowl

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