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.

into his arms and dashed in a

Persephone urgently asked. "Our

is risky!" Morpheus glanced at her. "There's a cave nearby. Let's take shelter

rain intensified, she

concealed the cave's entrance, and the interior

outside. It's connected to a stream, so you can hear the water." Morpheus smiled, taking off his clothes to

much. However, as she was already dressed lightly, the rain had soaked her skirt, revealing her curves under the

coughed and averted his

by myself." Persephone's voice was low.

seen him from

numerous scars, most likely from his time fighting in the

But...

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255