Morwenna picked up an eclair from the plate.

"Yum, it's delicious."

Seeing her enjoyment, Claude asked, "Would you like another one?"

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Claude, with a quizzical expression, pushed the entire plate of pastries towards her.

After munching on a few, Morwenna patted her belly, which had stopped rumbling.

Feeling a bit embarrassed to eat more, she cheerfully said, "Thanks for the pastries, they're really good. Let's get back to the lesson, shall we? I'll make up for the time lost, after all, we did agree on a fee, and take my professional ethics seriously."

Claude suddenly cut her off, "Ms. Winslet, what's the point of me learning all this?"

Morwenna paused, her gaze shifting from the book to Claude.

Claude met her eyes.

Winslet, it's not just that I have albinism, or that my vision is impaired. My immune system is compromised, and I have various complications. My lungs are slowly fibrosing irreversibly. I frequently

young man in

much about albinism, thinking it was just about

who looked like an angel, wouldn't live

asking her about the meaning of

answer hastily and after a long silence, she replied seriously, "Learning can clarify your

and no matter how much I learn, I'll

seriously ill, he used the money for his treatment to help several orphans with their living and schooling. I once asked him

I use my remaining

I mean is, don't worry about how long you have, just do

I can't find anything

There's everything in books, and

"Seriously?"

earnestly, then added, "Tomorrow, I'll bring you some of my favorite

looked into Morwenna's, as if seeing

for a long time,

and heartfelt smile seemed to hide his

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