I can't describe how I was feeling. The system clearly stated that everything was done. I know this and yet I was still here. First I thought that the system was messing with me. Then I thought maybe it would take a couple of days for it to actually get me out of this world but I was still here. I was at my room and Winter would visit me every morning, he would eat with me together and he would bring me some flowers where I would sit at the window and then try to think about the things that happened.
I nearly died...
I was still here.
I was stuck.
...and the more I thought about it, I got depressed. I didn't know anyone here. Then if Winter decided to let me go, then what? I couldn't return to the Eckless castle and even if I wanted to, there was no way I would go back. I hated them all with passion. Even if I would get back, there was no telling if they would accept me. Besides my goddamn fate would go back to the story one and I would die in the hands of the brothers thanks to Ivonne. There was no way, I wanted that to happen.
Which let me to sit on this goddamn chair and look out the window ever since we got back. Winter came in the room a couple of times and tried to cheer me up. Maybe he thought that what happened to me and how I was right now was his responsibility, I didn't know nor did I care since I knew it was all over now.
Honestly I don't even know how much time has passed by now too. Each day look the same and nothing changed at all.
Winter: Penelope?
Me: Hm?
Winter: How about we go outside today? I got a picknick for us prepared in the-
Me: Are you gonna get me to the slums again to see their suffering? To test me out? You did that and we both know it.
I haven't talked to him a lot but right now, I couldn't stand the silence. I was so obsessed with getting back home but I couldn't and there was no need to hold back anymore. If there was one thing I realized while looking out of this window was that I was Penelope now. My past was gone. I was her... there was nothing I could change at all and if it meant living on the street, then so be it. I would find my way around. I didn't know how but I couldn't stand it anymore. My thoughts were going in circles and it was driving me nuts which is why I snapped at Winter.
Winter: I... I am sorry. I didn't-
Me: It's fine. When do you want me to leave?
Winter: Leave?
Me: Yeah.... or do you want me to be here?
Winter: I don't mind your company here. This room is yours to use.
Me: We both are not married and the people will know about this... people talk... and my family will also get to hear this. Do you think they will stand it...
Winter: .... You are afraid.
Me: Yes, I am afraid.
Winter: Of what?
Me: Being thrown out. Winter, I don't have a place, I don't have a family, I am allone.
Winter: That is not true.
Me: That's what you say but you were not living at the dukes mansion. You were never starving and being locked up for something you didn't do. You were never pocked with needles where they would leave even scars on your skin, your servants never bullied you.... I-
My voice gave out while thinking back on everything. I had rotten food, I had a knife at my throuth, all that was waiting for me there was death. There was no doubt about it.
Winter: Then stay.
Me: What?
Winter: Stay here. No one is gonna chase you out.
Me: Winter, we are as good as strangers. You helped me get back being a human.... but that is it or do you love me?
Winter: and what if I do?
Me: Hah... don't kid around! We don't even know each other that well.
Winter: We can change this but I saw how you faced death. I saw how you acted as a cat, not a human but a soul who couldn't do anything but ask for help. I am not wrong here.... I know you well enough to judge over your character and I know you are a good person.
Me: Maybe I am not!
Winter: Then I'll proof it to you. Stay here and be by my side for now.
As if I had another choice... I hadn't and so I nodded and he seemed pleased but just for a moment before asking me to go with him to his picknick again. There was no reason to refuse so I accept but I was not as foolish to say that the love he was offering me was genuinely. Love was blinding and I was certainly not foolish to throw my life away like that.
He did help me... but did he really love me?
Love at first sight .... HAH! Don't tell me something this ridiculous.
Oh please, this was not a bed time story, this was reality.
Love at first sight doesn't exist.
It was give and take.
But never just one sidedly for sure. He was interested in my, yes perhapse but he didn't love me for sure.
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Oh my Oh my... Is this true? I am a cat.... !!!!
FanfictionPenelope Eckhart's world turns topsy-turvy when she wakes up one morning... as a cat! Struggling to make sense of her whiskers and tail, she faces an even bigger challenge: her lunatic family searching for their missing human daughter. To be fair, t...