But then she met Stuart. All her dreams of a perfect marriage broke.

After Morwenna left, the house fell silent.

The faint, sleepy scent that lingered only made Stuart more irritable.

Losing something you've had hurts way more than never having it in the first place.

Stuart had been bothered by insomnia for years, and he had grown accustomed to it.

But after Morwenna arrived, he had slept soundly twice.

Then it was back to wakeful nights, and Stuart was losing his cool, teetering on the brink of blowing up.

He couldn't allow someone to have such a hold over him. It made him feel too vulnerable.

Money couldn't fix this.

With Norbert around, plain threats were off the table, too.

What about emotions?

then, Stuart couldn't bear to

her pure gaze. It was

Stuart called Fletcher.

Fletcher

listened,

as I say.

tidied up her

in her

to sleep in the

was her own rented place,

day away from Stuart, Morwenna

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there, and Norbert was unaware of her address, so she assumed it was her

was Stuart, she

his face clouded with anger,

hate him

was the first time he found himself on the receiving end of such

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