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.

after an aerial raid during one of her

bolted, leaving chaos in his

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

he rushed to her side, pulling her

disarray, her

ran hand in hand. Morwenna, seeing Matthew's figure, felt her

Stuart, always there

tip piercing his palm, ink staining his fingers

him of the car accident he'd engineered, not out of malice, but a misguided attempt to win Morwenna's affection with a

the ink, his

from Morwenna, their relationship, it was all based on

play, we could switch

say more but chose

weight of

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

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