Married a Secret Billionaire by Breaking Wave

"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...

headache

water, gently helping her sit up

had been two weeks

every night, all revolving around the

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

you, sweet and savory. Grandma also baked those cookies we loved when we were kids. Should

Persephone forced a smile.

lost her voice for several days after returning. Although she wanted to speak, not a word came out. She could only communicate with nods and shakes

but still didn't feel like talking

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

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

"No, thanks."

lacked interest in anything

left the room

bunny made of straw rope from under

still couldn't bring Greta