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.

a week had passed, and the girl hadn't shown

there to work at a

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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

couldn't believe his

information painted a picture of her

was

instead chose to work at a fish shop, enduring

Stuart was thinking, she'd

remember his existence,

Stuart ordered indifferently, "Smash that fish shop. Teach them a

bowed. "Yes,

coming to Morwenna's rescue. He just wouldn't stand

Morwenna was at the market,

to the wholesale market

watching over their

approached, and without a word,

everywhere, slapping their tails against

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