It seemed that the girl in front of him was just better at pretension than most.
She was just pretending to be kind and generous, pretending to be lively and cheerful.
As Stuart mulled over these thoughts, he suddenly heard Morwenna say, “I don’t resent my so-called father who abandoned me at birth. With him, I've cut all ties. Nor do I resent others who shunned me, unwilling to lend a hand; they had no obligation to help. But with Melvin... my resentment is deep. I blame no one but myself for not being strong enough back then to save him. But it's okay, I'll accomplish all the dreams Melvin didn't get to. I’ll strive to be the person Melvin was.”
Morwenna's voice was firm and clear.
Stuart was momentarily lost in thought.
The resentment in Morwenna’s eyes towards herself subsided.
Her bright eyes fixed on Stuart. “Stuart, you saved me once, for that I’m grateful. I don’t covet anything from you, and you needn’t always be so wary of me.”
Without another word, Morwenna opened the door and entered the room.
Stuart stood silently.
Soon after, Morwenna emerged, carrying her luggage. She had kept her belongings in a corner since moving in, never really settling in, always ready to leave. Now, with nothing to pack, the moving out was swift.
Stuart, lost in his thoughts, only snapped back to reality when he saw Morwenna with her luggage. “You’re moving out?”
“Yes, Norbert has asked me to move in his homestead.”
“When you agreed to move back here, I told you I disliked frequent changes.”
Back when Stuart had been injured in a car accident, Morwenna, worried sick, had volunteered to move back to take care of him. It was then that Stuart had suggested they try being a couple.
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