No matter the intimate scenes, Morwenna still had her lines to learn.
Keira watched curiously from the side, asking in a low voice, “Wenna, is this the play you're performing at the welcome party?”
After resting for an afternoon, Keira's mood had bounced back, as if nothing had happened.
Seeing Keira like this, Morwenna felt puzzled but didn't have an answer.
She hummed in agreement, “Yes, the performance is in a couple of days. I need to memorize my lines.”
Keira cautiously gauged Morwenna's mood, feeling relieved that Morwenna's attitude towards her hadn't changed. She sighed deeply, relieved.
She feared that after that episode, Morwenna would look down on her.
Just like Lorna, who made no secret of her disdain for Keira.
Keira stopped bothering her and quietly sat aside, watching Morwenna memorize her lines.
When Dahlia and Lorna returned, they only greeted Morwenna, completely ignoring Keira.
Keira didn't mind and kept her focus on Morwenna.
Morwenna's days were really packed.
From six in the morning until eleven at night, her schedule was jam-packed.
Just as she lay down at eleven, after finishing her tasks, Stuart called her.
Seeing his name on her phone, Morwenna's heart warmed, and her expression softened considerably.
“Do you want to continue with our nightly fairy tales?” Stuart's mature voice came through the phone.
“Yeah.”
“Didn’t you say you’ve read these stories before? Why listen again?”
“You tell them better.”
Stuart chuckled softly, “Alright then.”
Stuart was unbelievably gentle now. In Morwenna's presence, he seemed to have lost all his bad temper.
Morwenna could hardly remember Stuart's initial unpleasant demeanor.
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