Growing up without much, Morwenna had learned to save the best for last. It was a habit that gave her a bit of happiness, even when times were tough. Her ability to relish in the small pleasures of a hearty meal was evident as she sat contentedly after finishing her food.

The chatter from nearby tables grew louder, their curiosity piqued by Morwenna's hearty appetite.

Whispers of judgment floated over. "Who's this eating champion from out of town?"

"Has she not eaten in ages? Downing three mashed potatoes like they're going out of fashion. Isn't she worried about bursting?"

Dahlia's fork clattered onto her plate in disapproval.

Girls could be sensitive about such comments, and with Morwenna's modest background, it could have been a moment of deep embarrassment for her. Yet, Morwenna didn't bow her head in shame or pretend she hadn't heard.

how much one can eat. Refills on the mashed potatoes are free, courtesy of the school. I'm just making sure I'm well-fed. Is there a problem

a tacit

was

courage to defend their choices in the face of public

always wins in a

"All set? Let's head out. No matter how prestigious the school

Dahlia

heard sounds indicating the arrival of

the door, a brusque voice announced, "My name's Lorna.

mistaking the tomboyish new

Having arrived early, Dahlia and Morwenna had chosen the beds by the window. Lorna casually picked one of the remaining beds. Each empty bed had a gift bag, a welcome gesture from Norbert. Lorna glanced at it briefly before discarding it beside the trash can. S~ᴇaʀᴄh the FindNʘᴠᴇl.nᴇt website

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