Chapter 1954

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. As Persephone watched him vanish, a wave of guilt overwhelmed her once more. At that moment, it felt like she had been divided into two parts—one tethered to Centrolis, the Hamertons, and teenage years spent with Seamus. The other was solely devoted to the figure in the boxing ring. She inhal