Back when things were simpler, Stuart kind of thought that Morwenna was a bit of a schemer, her tears nothing more than a clever disguise.

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After carefully applying ointment to Morwenna's wound, Stuart suddenly grabbed a pair of scissors meant for cutting bandages and sliced a cut across his own palm. Morwenna, clutching a throw pillow, didn't even realize what happened until she saw Stuart's palm bleeding. She gasped, "Stuart, what are you doing?"

Stuart's voice was heavy with emotion. "This hand has hurt you."

It's like walking through the darkest abyss, then finally finding a glimmer of warmth. He wouldn't allow anyone to harm Morwenna, not even himself. Stuart nonchalantly wrapped his palm with some bandage as if it was nothing.

Morwenna puffed up her cheeks in anger.

She wobbled to her feet on the bed, and Stuart, not wanting her to fall, stood up to help her.

The next moment, Morwenna flipped him over her shoulder, sending him crashing onto the bed.

Stuart, usually so stoic, was stunned for a few seconds.

slipping off one shoulder, revealing more than Stuart expected as she sat on

to pull up the blanket to

full of anger. "Stuart! You always act like your own health doesn't matter. Do you think hurting

Morwenna leaned closer, Stuart's breathing grew

"Do you have any idea how upset I get seeing you hurt? Norbert Hetfield said it was his fault for not protecting you. I wish I had known you

Stuart remained silent.

down on his shoulder. Finding

softened, "Stuart, do you realize

felt something snap

Morwenna's head gently and pressed her

on

then flipped them over, holding Morwenna tightly

hold back any longer and kissed

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