Seamus stared at her blankly.

Yeah, he had crossed the line first, forgetting that Persephone was a pampered heiress from childhood. Which heiress ever had a good temper?

However, during her time in Flinge, he had personally witnessed her change for Morpheus, leaving him feeling quite uneasy.

Seamus silently lowered his head, saying nothing.

Persephone vented her frustrations at him, releasing pent-up emotions. However, upon reflection, a twinge of guilt crept in as she observed his current state.

"Alright, get out and wait for me!" she muttered. "You didn't really want to watch the match anyway. Why suffer? Go outside and get some fresh air!"

Seamus glanced at her and coldly turned away.

vanish, a wave of

the Hamertons, and teenage years spent with Seamus. The other

inhaled deeply, resting her forehead against her folded hands and closing her eyes. This

for Morpheus' success in the match. She hoped that everything would unfold smoothly for him henceforth and then... for him to erase her

-

one after another, swept

and his opponent on the other side flaunted his heavily tattooed arms as some kind

gave him a cold

like Louis, was of mixed race, with the towering stature characteristic of individuals with diverse

heat of the atmosphere, Morpheus remained cold. He silently watched his opponent, aware that drugs

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