After finishing their spaghetti, Stuart hadn't left the house. He sat on the couch, eyes closed, appearing mentally drained.

Morwenna felt uncomfortably dirty when still covered in dirt and sweat from a fever.

Yet, she hesitated to take a cold shower.

It wasn't the illness she feared but the inconvenience it might cause others.

Tentatively, Morwenna approached Stuart and whispered, "Stuart, can you please... show me how to get the hot water running?"

Stuart wasn't asleep, but he reclined on the couch with his eyes shut, clearly not in the mood to interact.

Morwenna couldn't continue.

Usually bright and cheerful, she felt awkward and constrained, alone with a man for the first time in many years.

Ignored by Stuart, she quietly retreated to her room.

for help while she

embarrassment. She felt foolish

Morwenna waited for Zoe.

strode into her

in the bathroom, Stuart walked

to see why Morwenna seemed calmer after planting flowers the previous night, only to find a bathtub filled with cold water. His gaze turned icy. Sarcastically, Stuart sneered, "Oh, playing

being wrongly accused was

she protested, puffing up her face. "I just don't know

head to toe. Caught off-guard,

ever, Stuart scoffed, "You like cold showers, huh?

icy water seeped into her clothes,

like a cruel

Morwenna wasn't one to take

lunged at Stuart, attempting to snatch

tall, and she couldn't

charged and pushed him hard, causing them to tumble into

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