The contrast between the two couldn't be more striking.

After gobbling down her breakfast, Morwenna hopped on the bus to Windcharm Villas.

As soon as she arrived at the local farmers' market, she greeted everyone she passed with a bright smile.

Her presence seemed to inject a lively buzz into the otherwise busy and mundane atmosphere of the market.

It was as if she had this invisible power to spread vitality around her.

From a distance, she waved and called out, "Mr. White and Mrs. White, I'm back!"

Mrs. White was in the middle of scolding Mr. White but didn't hesitate to retort to Morwenna, "We're not short-handed here. Why rush back?"

Morwenna was used to Mrs. White's rough-around-the-edges way but she knew she meant well, so she didn't let it bother her.

She slipped on an apron and hustled over to help with the fish delivery. "Mrs. White, let me handle this! You shouldn't strain yourself. Mr. White hired help so you could rest. Now that I'm back, you should take it easy."

"You and your sweet talk won't get you any special favors," Mrs. White grumbled, but she stuffed a boiled egg into Morwenna's pocket anyway. "I can't eat this. Make sure you're well-fed for the work." Mrs. White was always a bit contrary. sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FindNøvᴇl.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

She had once offered fish to Morwenna under the pretense that they were nearly dead and worthless.

who loved eggs, beamed and said, "Thank you, Mrs.

made Mrs. White

quietly

at the market was tough, but Morwenna

usually finished her rounds by noon and

delivery orders, her smile faltered when

Stuart up

wasn't keen on

Stuart but thinking of his recent injuries,

needed to pick up some of

hadn't left his house

spent hours poring over the data streaming in on his computer

her mother passed

tried to contact her maternal grandparents who declared her a financial burden and refused to take

also declined, saying she had no time for a

No one wanted her.

village head had no choice but

age of five, Morwenna had lived

with some help, surviving was a daily struggle for such a young

she met a teacher named Melvin who helped

documenting how a five-year-old managed to

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