Morwenna suddenly felt homesick.

As a child, there were times when she didn't even have bread to eat. Once famished, she fainted, only to be found by villagers who occasionally brought her food, saying it was leftovers unwanted, to spare her pride.

Morwenna was always grateful and understood the kindness behind their actions.

She bowed to Mrs. White. "Thank you, Mrs. White."

With a smile, she carried the still-flapping fish home. Mrs. White was indeed a good soul.

Life was simple and satisfying.

Stuart's mood darkened by the day.

He had been ignoring Morwenna for several days.

He couldn't believe Morwenna had no hidden agendas.

He had thought she would seek him out when she came to Windcharm Villas.

the girl hadn't shown up

she went there to work

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the market. The vendor was rude and scolded her fifteen times, and she had bread for lunch and dinner. On July 8th, Ms. Winslet fell off a bike, got yelled at twenty times, and continued with bread. On July 9th, Ms. Winslet stared at a diner's fried eggs for three minutes and got scolded thirteen times, but she

believe

information painted a picture of

exactly was she

at a fish shop, enduring scolding and bullying day after

was

was too busy to remember his existence, let alone perform for

ordered indifferently, "Smash that fish shop.

bowed. "Yes,

Morwenna's rescue. He just wouldn't stand for anyone messing with his stuff, not even his

that moment, Morwenna was at the market,

had gone to the

was watching over their

word, they began to wreak havoc, flipping

everywhere, slapping their

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