Persephone froze as she gazed at Morpheus.

He bore numerous wounds, spanning from his neck down to the back of his feet. Positioned with his back to the bathroom door, he appeared to be tending to an injury on his back.

Bruises, swelling, cuts…

There were bruises and patches of dried blood, silently proclaiming to the world that he had endured a brutal and vicious battle.

Yet, at the shopping mall, he had displayed nothing.

It turned out he had been suppressing his pain.

Persephone felt a jolt in her heart. Her hand, covering her mouth, slowly dropped.

“Aren’t you… sleeping?” he asked.

“I woke up,” she said softly. “Your wounds.”

“It’s nothing.”

Morpheus seemed calm, but his heart was in turmoil. Grabbing his clothes quietly, he accidentally aggravated the wounds on his back in his haste.

He bit his lip, striving to endure it.

to your wounds!” Persephone suddenly

stunned—doubt flashed through

to keep his distance, yet his heart yearned

one had ever cared for him or

of sunlight breaking through the clouds was precious to

reach your back,” she said in a

he rejected

moment later. “It’s no trouble at

no need. Do you not understand?!” He suddenly raised his voice like a

looking at him

and pillow and

“What?”

to give you the room.” He glanced

“Morpheus…”

change. Despite her good intentions, he made her seem mean.Books Chapters Are Daily Updated


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