Chapter 1943

Morpheus clenched his fists as he stared at Persephone's teary face.

He thought since he could bear the pain that no regular people could bear on the battlefield and boxing ring, there wouldn't be any pain in the world that could hurt him.

Never had he thought there really was.

Her tears hurt him so badly.

Persephone was shaking, and so was he. However, he had to try his best to hold it in.

"What makes me think I can't talk to her like that?" Morpheus scoffed. "You'll have to ask her! She insists on lowering herself to make breakfast for a person like me. She kept clinging onto me... It's her fault that I'm doing this to her!"

"You!" Seamus was furious and threw a punch at him.

not dodge in time and took his punch. He

blocking his fist. Just then, his wounds tore significantly, and blood seeped through

shouted and stood before Morpheus, blocking

"Sephy—"

dare touch him again, Seamus!" Persephone pushed him away while wailing, but she did

suddenly felt like she was

not understand it. Did he not kiss

the medal he had given her under her pillow

up? Could everything that had transpired the previous day be just

fist hung in the

he put his

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