Stuart rifled through the shattered glass for the colorful capsules, prying each one open to reveal the small and rolled-up messages within. Messages penned by Morwenna, filled with wishes and blessings in her serious and deliberate writing.

His fingers were already cut and bleeding from the shards, but he seemed unfazed as he continued to read.

The blood stained the little paper slips, the vibrant capsules smeared with a melancholic beauty.

After opening them all, Stuart collected the pieces, a sense of madness creeping over him.

He couldn't believe he was so captivated by these simple tokens of affection.

He had planned to keep her at arm's length, but he just couldn't help getting closer.

Never in his life had Stuart felt this way. Until now, the only thing he struggled to control was his malice.

But Morwenna was too unique.

Her scent, her personality, and even her looks were extraordinary in Stuart's eyes.

She was more than just a tranquilizer to him.

So, not long after Fletcher had left, Stuart called him back.

not do this

he

Stuart was serious about Morwenna, "Stuart, is that wise? She's too pure, unsuited

torn. He had hoped that Stuart and Morwenna could make it work superficially, so she could still have her freedom. But if Stuart was falling for her,

target for those harboring ill intentions towards him. She was too innocent to be dragged into such

knew it

end badly, and anyone

Yet, Stuart was selfish.

for a few days was the kindest gesture

let her go, but now, I've changed

to

was eleven

everyone else had retired for the evening. Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to

barely eaten, Morwenna decided to make

her

on food

that the person she liked didn't

his moods shifting faster than summer

to take a huge bite when Stuart entered through

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