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.

arms

you taking me?" Persephone urgently asked. "Our

the mountain, and going downhill with this downpour is risky!" Morpheus glanced at her. "There's a

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

the cave's entrance, and the interior was relatively

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

had been shielded by him, not getting wet much. However, as she was already dressed lightly,

coughed and averted

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

him from

numerous scars, most likely from

But...

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