"Shut your mouth!"

Seamus was hysterical, his eyes bloodshot. He aimed the gun first at Persephone, but the next second, it was directed at Morpheus.

"Since you love meddling so much, go do it in hell!"

Seamus pulled the trigger.

Persephone screamed, recklessly lunging toward Morpheus. As the gun went off, Morpheus shielded her with his body. - .

Persephone opened her eyes, surrounded by soft cream-colored walls, the air carrying her favorite grapefruit scent. She blinked and took a deep breath, her heartbeat calming a bit.

A familiar voice sounded beside her. "Sis, had another nightmare?"

Persephone came to her senses. Right, it was just a nightmare.

In her dream, she was back in the desolate, bloody Flinge. Everything was stained red with blood.

The chaotic scenes in her dream were filled with gunfire, sirens, and Morpheus shielding her tightly...

a headache

cup of warm water, gently helping her sit

had been two weeks since she returned to

every night, all revolving around the day Seamus had

chaotic day of her life. Seamus had been firing wildly while Morpheus had been shielding her from bullets. Greta had also rushed out, making

has been making various soups for you, sweet and savory.

Persephone forced a smile.

to speak, not a word came out. She could only communicate

better now but still didn't feel

voice was soft. "You don't have to stay

sleep less!" Theodore worried. "Sleeping so much every day will exhaust you! How

"No, thanks."

lacked interest in

the room

the bunny made of straw rope from under her pillow, holding it

still couldn't

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