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.

succeeded. They were holding hands!

next moment, Stuart

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

It's cool, she told herself,

in her thoughts, she was startled by Stuart's voice, cool as the frost

cheeks heated up and she quickly swung her hands behind

to be so tough, and now you're nervous over holding hands? Then, in a swift move, Stuart took her freshly wiped

Morwenna's fingers twitched slightly.

finding it soft and

pondered to himself, wondering if simply liking someone's spirit means not hating anything about

engaging in this game of

other women in his life; keeping Morwenna around wouldn't

cold thoughts, while Morwenna, blissfully unaware, just

sign

took Morwenna to a place that looked like a tech

surveyed the area, cluttered with machine parts and barely any space

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