Persephone wore a look of concern as she inched closer to Morpheus. "D-Do you not like it?"

Just then, the final firework illuminated the sky brightly.

She had designed it especially for him. The silver sparks gleamed like a thousand stars, with two letters shining brightest in the middle—MY.

"Morpheus, see the 'MY' in the middle?" She smiled. "I designed that for you!

"Do you like it?

"Morpheus?"

Morpheus stood frozen, like a cold sculpture.

His heart pounded, but he could only hear the flying bullets in the battle—a haunting echo of his troop's last scream at the battle's end.

It was his father's final bellow of despair.

Morpheus covered his ears and squatted down weakly, his head throbbing with pain.

"No... No."

"Morpheus!"

was shocked by what she saw. She attempted to hug him, but he pushed her away. Despite being wounded from the push, she ignored it

wrong, Morpheus? You're scaring

sweated as if his soul was being

"Morpheus!"

Persephone choked.

sky, but the person

feel

He pushed her again!

hold back and

who used to care for her even when she frowned

to the

couch upon her arrival. A

but Persephone had no appetite.

voice came from outside. "How was

entering with a smile while holding a small cake. "The pastry chef just made this. You won't find it

She remained silent.

thought he wouldn't ask her since she

did you tell him that I put a lot of effort into it? Although

helplessly. "Can you leave me

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