Persephone followed Seamus, but her heart lingered in the car. She reluctantly glanced back. Morpheus was still standing there.

She couldn’t make out his face in the nighttime darkness, yet she felt his intense gaze following her.

Her nose tingled, and she heard Seamus’ voice again. “Miss, please hurry up!”

She paused.

Seamus, anxious and amused, remarked, “If it were still the old days, I’d gladly carry you on my back!”

“Okay, okay,” Persephone grumbled. “Aren’t I already walking…”

Walking? Seamus couldn’t help but chuckle. Persephone’s feet felt glued to the ground, each step seeming like she was lifting a ton.

He knew she still held thoughts for the man not far away. He sighed softly and patted her shoulder in a brotherly way. “Miss, time is really pressing… If you still want to see Mr. Orton after we get home, we can send someone—”

Before Seamus could finish, a tremendous explosion echoed from the sea!

dizzy. Accompanying the sound was the earth’s trembling and

beginning to sear. In the midst of her blank mind, strong arms swiftly pulled her close,

Seamus yelled, stunned as he looked toward

ship’s explosion

and back, leaving bloody

Persephone clung tightly to him. Only in his arms could she

the night sky into crimson. The sound quickly alerted nearby people, and the police swiftly arrived,

taken to the police

rooms. However, when the police asked her for basic information, she stared blankly at them. She still had not fully recovered from the recent shock. Her mind was

raising his voice. “Your name, date of birth, and

her lip, struggling to gather her thoughts from the chaotic whirl in her

“I… I’m Persephone Hamerton…”

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