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.

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