Morpheus paused, meeting Persephone's earnest gaze. "But I haven't given you anything yet..."
"You've already given me the best!" Persephone blushed, smiling softly. To her, he was the best gift in the world.
"Let's go. Don't stand in the blazing sun!" She took his hand. "Today, you're my chauffeur, and I'm touring Southeast Aciatic!"
He indulgently chuckled. "That wish seems a bit challenging."
"No matter what Grandma Cordelia wishes, Grandpa Zephyr always makes it happen!"
"I see." He ruffled her hair. "Grandpa Zephyr is Grandma Cordelia's superhero."
"So what about you?"
"I..." Morpheus pondered. "I'll be your Doraemon, okay?"
Persephone smiled sweetly.
After securing their seatbelts, Morpheus started the car. Under the sunlight, their laughter drifted in the wind.
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Persephone shared her plan to complete her graduation project at the fireworks factory with Morpheus.
Morpheus' brow twitched, and he turned to her with a smile, which she could tell was quite strained. Her mind wandered to what Rebecca had mentioned about PTSD...
What had he experienced to have PTSD related to fireworks?
Persephone bit her lip, taking his hand to continue forward.
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