Married a Secret Billionaire

"Shut your mouth!"

Seamus was hysterical, his eyes bloodshot. He aimed the gun first at Persephone, but the next second, it was directed at Morpheus.

"Since you love meddling so much, go do it in hell!"

Seamus pulled the trigger.

Persephone screamed, recklessly lunging toward Morpheus. As the gun went off, Morpheus shielded her with his body. - .

Persephone opened her eyes, surrounded by soft cream-colored walls, the air carrying her favorite grapefruit scent. She blinked and took a deep breath, her heartbeat calming a bit.

A familiar voice sounded beside her. "Sis, had another nightmare?"

Persephone came to her senses. Right, it was just a nightmare.

In her dream, she was back in the desolate, bloody Flinge. Everything was stained red with blood.

The chaotic scenes in her dream were filled with gunfire, sirens, and Morpheus shielding her tightly...

Rubbing her temples, she felt a headache and a pinch in her nose.

a cup of warm water, gently helping her sit up and

two weeks since

restless. She had nightmares every night, all revolving around

most chaotic day of her life. Seamus

had been shielding her from bullets. Greta had also rushed out, making raspy

soups for you, sweet and savory. Grandma also baked those cookies we loved when we were kids.

Persephone forced a smile.

she had lost her voice for several days after returning. Although she wanted to speak, not a word came out. She could only communicate with nods

better now but still didn't feel

more." Her voice was soft. "You

worried. "Sleeping so much every

I take you horseback

"No, thanks."

interest

quietly left the

the bunny made of straw