As Morwenna saw someone harassing Mrs. White, the nearby vendors quickly gathered around.

"What's going on here? What's everyone doing?"

"Can't we talk this out? Why resort to violence?"

"If you lay another hand on her, we're calling the cops."

More and more people crowded around, and a few men glanced at the ruined fish shop, exchanging looks before deciding, "Let's go."

The aggressors left.

Morwenna turned to help Mrs. White stand up but noticed her pale face and labored breathing.

"Mrs. White, are you okay?" Morwenna exclaimed in concern.

A woman from the next shop hurried over, "It looks like she's having an episode. Where's her medication?".

Mrs. White managed to gasp. "I ran out." she murmured.

The crowd gasped, immediately thrown into a flurry of worry.

shouldn't we call an

called one, but it'll

to turn out

face. Biting her lip, she carried Mrs. White on her

was all lean and petite, while Mrs. White carried

made onlookers

said, "Morwenna, where are you taking

Mrs. White to the Windcharm Villas entrance. It'll be faster that way." "Why don't you let me carry her? You're a young girl. I'm worried

all for today, and could

had sped off

and when she reached the first district, she was

a woman over a hundred and forty pounds and running was

White listened to her slightly heavy breathing.

moment, a familiar car

but the car stopped,

Morwenna, frowning. What was

you'd expect someone to kick another while they're

her when she needed help, even if the trouble was his doing. Stuart offered bluntly, "Get in. Where are you going? I'll

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