Chapter 2011

"Morpheus, why do you always say sorry to me?" Persephone's voice was soft, but every time he apologized, she felt uneasy. "I don't like hearing you say sorry. You surely know what I'd rather hear." "Yeah, I know." After a brief silence, Morpheus gently uttered three words, "I love you." Persephone's heart seemed to skip a beat. "From now on, I'll replace 'sorry' with 'I love you'. Do you like hearing that?" "Morpheus..." She wasn't prepared at all. Morpheus always launched a "sudden attack" when she least expected it. Persephone laughed, but there was a tinge of soreness in her heart. "I want to see you right away," Morpheus whispered. "I can't just say these three words over the phone. I want to say them to you in person until you're tired of hearing them." But she would never tire of hearing them—she wanted to hear them for a lifetime. "Unfortunately, that won't work now," Persephone said softly. "I have classes this morning. Also, the butler told me that Rebecca is coming