Morpheus could tell Persephone had been awkwardly trying to please him, doing everything to make him happy. He felt sorry for her and deeply guilty, too. He didn't know how to tell her about his past. Those ugly scars were something he didn't even want to touch himself.

"Morpheus, what's wrong?" Persephone's heart dropped when she noticed his constant distraction. "Did... Did I say something wrong?"

"No." He gently caressed her face. "It's not you, Sephy. It's me."

"Why would you say something silly like that?"

"It's really my fault."

Persephone tiptoed to run her fingers through his hair when a distant rumble echoed in the sky. Southeast Aciatic's weather was unpredictable—just moments ago, there were clear skies, and now dark clouds loomed, carrying a damp scent in the air.

Before she could react, large raindrops started falling.

his arms

are you taking me?" Persephone

this downpour is risky!"

but as the rain intensified, she had no choice but to follow

a cave. Bushes partly concealed the cave's entrance,

so you can hear the water." Morpheus smiled, taking off his clothes to wring them

already dressed

coughed and averted his

comes and goes quickly." He awkwardly tried to cover up the embarrassment. "Once it stops, I'll carry you back down the mountain." "I... I can walk by myself." Persephone's voice was low. She knew Morpheus was avoiding looking at her, but she couldn't help glancing at him. His bare upper body displayed distinct muscles, and

seen him from such a close

body had numerous scars, most likely from his time fighting

But...

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