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.

pulled her into his arms and dashed in a certain

taking me?" Persephone urgently

with this downpour is risky!" Morpheus glanced at her. "There's a

she had

entrance, and the interior was relatively clean. Walking further in, they could even hear

a stream, so you can

by him, not getting wet much. However, as she was already dressed

coughed and averted his

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 his tan skin felt

seen him

scars, most likely from his time fighting

But...

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