Morpheus' POV:'I didn't respond to her words. I simply said a brief goodnight and hung up.'She doesn't know that I've seen those fireflies before. When I was young, my surroundings were full of them. She also doesn't know how well acquainted I am with the Southeast Aciatic palace, even more than my own home.'She's unaware that in moments of despair on the battlefield when I nearly lost my life, I glimpsed those fireflies. They seemed to fly before my eyes as if leading me away and taking me to hell for judgment by fire.'As someone with hands stained with blood, I'm probably meant for hell.'I smiled, lying in bed. I intended to sleep early, but that night felt incredibly long, haunted by one nightmare after another. I was back in that place where blood flowed like a river…'I saw my father fading away before me, eventually turning into a bright spot. On closer inspection, it was a firefly with its wings spread.'I was startled awake from the dream, hastily grabbed some medic
Morpheus paused, and she quickly released his hand, her face flushed red.Even if he were slow, he understood what that meant for a girl.Morpheus admitted he was in a daze for a moment, but after those few seconds, he became even more certain about missing a certain someone. Unfortunately, that person was in another country, and he couldn't overcome everything to go see her."Mr. Orton, I'm sorry." Rebecca lowered her head."It's fine." He chuckled. "I've troubled you.""I'm not afraid of trouble!""But I am." He lowered his voice. "Trouble is something you only add to the most important person in your life.""Huh?" Rebecca seemed a bit puzzled.Morpheus smiled. It was a phrase Persephone had taught him.-Morpheus' POV:'After that day, I no longer go to see Rebecca. I even tried to stop taking the medicine myself and exhausted myself with intense training, trying to sleep more peacefully. But everything was in vain.'Not only do I have trouble sleeping, but I also suffer
Rebecca grabbed Morpheus' hand.He abruptly pushed her away, causing her to stumble and almost fall. He felt a twinge of guilt but didn't reach out to help her up.She looked at him, her gaze filled with disappointment."Sorry, I... " He explained softly, "I don't like people touching me.""But Ms. Hamerton can, right?" she asked.Morpheus' heart clenched.In that instant, his mind was filled with Sephy."Morpheus, you still can't let her go, can you?"He furrowed my brow. Her question seemed intrusive. "Is this something a psychologist should ask?""It's a friend asking," Rebecca said, looking down. "I thought after all this time, you'd consider me a friend.""Rebecca..." He sighed, "There's no issue of letting go between me and her.""What do you mean?""We made a promise.""Does that promise still count?" Rebecca's emotions grew intense. "Do you really think she'll come back?""What are you saying?"Morpheus was taken aback, and his mind suddenly went blank."I'm par
Morpheus put the gun away, but he was quite upset. "How did you get in?""Your assistant has a spare key, right?""Didn't my assistant tell you I don't like people entering my home?!" His tone was stern, and he looked quite unpleasant.Rebecca stood there, flustered, biting her lip tightly.She had laid out an entire breakfast spread. Perhaps she did not know his preferences and had cooked various dishes—a nutritious and colorful assortment.Despite seeing it all, he couldn't feel any happiness."Morpheus..." Her voice choked. "You always say you don't like being touched, having people in your home, this and that... But why…""Why can Sephy?" He raised his voice. "Because I like her!"Rebecca looked up at me, her eyes red."Do you get it now?" He stressed each word. "I like her. Regardless of whether she returns or not, I'll only like her in this lifetime! I'm a hypocrite, treating others one way and her another, because I like her!"What others can't touch, I want her to tou
Persephone lazily turned over, tiny beads of sweat forming on her nose.There was no winter in Southeast Aciatic, it was sweltering summer all year round. Even in air-conditioned rooms, she would feel irritable from the oppressive heat.She stepped out of bed and stood on the balcony.What was the temperature today? It was too hot this early in the day. How would she manage today? She still had a full day of classes today.Persephone sighed, picked up her phone, and checked it for a while.Morpheus hadn't called her or sent an email because it wasn't the agreed time yet.It was just that... Did this fellow always have to be so punctual? Couldn't he break the routine for once?She pouted. Last night's sleep wasn't great. When coupled with the scorching weather, her appetite wasn't good either. Her recent design assignments were fraught with various small issues, making her feel like a balloon ready to burst. She was just missing a pin.Persephone pulled at her hair, making a mes
"Mm-hmm, I remember." Morpheus chuckled. "Sephy...""Do you know how much I miss you?" Persephone lowered her head, her voice gradually fading. "I really want to see you.""I'm sorry." He felt full of guilt."You don't have to apologize." She smiled. "I'm already happy that you video-called me today. By the way, I've had too many design projects recently. I have dark circles now. It's quite ugly, isn't it?"Morpheus shook his head with a smile."Also, you have no idea how strict my teacher is!" The little princess complained, "I made a minor mistake in a small part of the design, and he rejected the whole thing! I spent a month on those sketches... Now, I have to start over from scratch!"There's also this jerk in my group who never does any work, but when it's time to submit, she wants to copy others... Hmph! I won't let her see mine even if she's some prince's daughter!"Persephone pouted. "Do I look ugly with glasses? I would have put on some makeup if I knew you were going t
Stunned, Persephone teased him with a smile, "Was she the love of your life?"Morpheus' face sank again.Quickly, she surrendered. "I'm sorry. I won't do that again!"They laughed.Morpheus wasn't one to be triggered easily. Moreover, she was right about it.The moonlight was beautiful that night.The girl who told him the story had no idea she was talking to him now.Morpheus smiled. He was sure the girl was Persephone. Besides royalty, only those from the Irwins could enter the rainforest.Meanwhile, he enjoyed special treatment as Southeast Aciatic General Kaiden Orton's son.It was the Irwins' banquet that night. Just a little over ten years old, he disliked such occasions. Sneaking out to the rainforest, he met a beautiful porcelain doll-like girl...Never did he think they would meet again over ten years later.Morpheus asked softly, "Sephy, who told you this story when you were young?""Me?"Just as she tried to recall it, someone knocked on the door.The butler
"So why aren't you taking it?" Christopher asked.Persephone glanced at him. "It's okay. I don't usually play with toys.""Stop lying." Christopher chuckled. "Then what's that on your bed?"His words left her stunned.It was Morpheus who had given her the doll. Not only did it lack cuteness, but it also had a somewhat creepy appearance. He called it the Nightmare Doll and had carried it around for years.The doll was not aesthetically pleasing, but it had the power to chase nightmares away.Wearing a smile, Persephone walked over and picked up the doll."It looks old and ugly," Christopher remarked. "Is the person who gave it to you someone important?""Yes," she affirmed without denial.As she looked at him, her eyes were as clear as water."Ms. Persephone!" He feigned annoyance. "If everything goes as planned, you'll have to marry into the royal family after you graduate!""You said it yourself, 'if everything goes as planned'."Persephone remained calm.She was aware of