Morwenna gasped as she peered down the towering staircase.

One wrong step and she'd surely end up with a sprained ankle, or worse.

The thought of doctor's bills and medication costs flashed through her mind in that split second, her worries tangling into a thick knot of anxiety about money.

But the anticipated hurt never arrived. Strong arms snagged her at the very last moment.

It was Stuart who had grabbed her.

Stunned, Morwenna found herself looking into Stuart's eyes.

As a kid back in the small mountain town where she grew up, there was an old apple tree that all the kids loved to climb.

Parents would always be there at the bottom, arms wide open and ready to catch their kid if they were to fall.

But that wasn't the case for her.

No matter how many times she fell, no one was there to catch her.

She learned to pick herself up.

not to expect to be

felt like one of those kids again, safely caught

and bewildered as she whispered,

wanted to ask him, right then and

you alright?" Adelaide rushed over, a concerned look plastered

Morwenna had been about to say were suddenly

like placing a delicate pillow

fingertips lingered momentarily, betraying a hint of reluctance to

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Stuart stood side by

did Morwenna realize Adelaide was also there

seemed to want all three of them to attend

like an

is quite expensive. It would be a shame if it got

help Ms. Winslet pick her dress, but you arranged for her to have one from the second floor. I'm so envious. She

started at a million dollars, usually reserved

frowned slightly. "I

puzzled. How could it not be

a poorly concealed delight as she quickly said, "Dresses in the second floor dresses are not something everyone can afford. Maybe Ms. Winslet met some wealthy folks

was pretty clear that Morwenna was hanging

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