"What's wrong? Am I scary?" Persephone chuckled. "Morpheus has already gone back to his place. We should head back, too."

"Mr. Orton... has left?"

"Yeah."

"How did he leave?"

Persephone smirked at her. "He jumped off the rooftop!"

Rebecca was stunned and instinctively glanced outside. The night was dark, making it hard to see anything. Persephone urged her into the car, and she hurriedly followed. As she crossed the threshold, she nearly stumbled.

Persephone looked at her from inside the car and chuckled. "I thought I'd have trouble in high heels, but who knew you'd stumble even in flats?"

"Sorry about that," Rebecca replied awkwardly, rushing into the car.

She sat in the passenger seat and caught a glimpse of Persephone's slightly flushed face in the rearview mirror.

must be happy

"It was alright."

"Did you drink tonight?"

little red wine," Persephone said softly. "No one will find fault with it

taking you out

forward with a mischievous fox-like expression. "Then tell my

"Ms—"

again, and you get a

stared at her

why I brought you

but underneath her

forced herself to stay calm

is Morpheus' least favorite style." Persephone sneered. "And the high

Hamerton, you might

Persephone's demeanor turned cold, her

his therapist. But you

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