Being with Morwenna, even Stuart's icy heart felt the warmth of being cherished.

Morwenna was shy and often nervous, but no matter how timid, she always expressed her thoughts openly and honestly.

Like now, she wanted to hold Stuart's hand.

Of course, if Stuart didn't agree, that would be the end of it.

Stuart remained silent.

Morwenna asked in a whisper, "May I?"

Still, Stuart didn't respond.

Morwenna figured Stuart's silence was his way of giving consent.

When their hands brushed lightly again, Morwenna grabbed Stuart's hand.

She didn't look at him, her eyes fixed ahead, her heart pounding wildly though she tried to appear calm.

They were holding hands!

Stuart

paused, slightly disappointed, thinking Stuart might not want to hold hands

get her down. It's cool,

Stuart's voice, cool as the frost

cheeks heated up and she quickly swung her hands behind

gotten into you, Morwenna? You used to be so tough, and now

Morwenna's fingers twitched slightly.

her hand, Stuart even squeezed her palm gently, finding it soft and

pondered to himself, wondering if simply liking someone's spirit

in this

all, he had no other women in his life; keeping Morwenna

cold thoughts, while Morwenna,

sign of progress

a place that looked like a tech

surveyed the area, cluttered with machine parts and barely

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