No matter how grim Stuart's expression was, the play had to go on.

It all started at a movie premiere. A wealthy young man, from the moment he laid eyes on the actress on stage, was utterly smitten. His open-hearted pursuit, against her cool indifference, lit up the audience with intrigue and admiration.

Murmurs spread through the crowd.

"I swear, I'm gonna cry. The guy's totally lovesick."

"And she's just ice, isn't she? Turning down a catch like him."

"If I were as gorgeous as she is, I'd play hard to get too."

Stuart's brooding mood lifted slightly at the scene unfolding on stage.

But soon, the atmosphere shifted, the background darkening.

The old-money rules forbade the young heir from falling for an actress.

Family objections, society's gossip. Despite the negativity, the young man remained positive.

ensued after an aerial

terrified cabby bolted, leaving chaos in his wake,

against the backdrop of the war-torn debris, was a

panic, he rushed to her side, pulling her

the dust and disarray, her heart

stage, they ran hand in hand. Morwenna, seeing

always there to rescue her from

its tip piercing his palm, ink staining his fingers in

engineered, not out of malice, but a misguided attempt to win Morwenna's affection with a hero's

the ink, his eyes darkened

Morwenna, their relationship, it was all based on a

not enjoying the play, we could switch to another performance." Stuart gave the stage a long, cold look

principal wanted to say more but chose silence

the weight

previously been putting Mr. Hetfield to sleep, now rendering him

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