[Present Ti]
Penny touched her head, trying to relieve her lingering headache. When she reopened her eyes, she cast the doctor a look and sighed.
"Did you find out who Jonathan Pierson is?" asked the doctor, but Penny didn’t answer. "Then had you found out what you were looking for?"
Penny stared at the doctor quietly but still didn’t respond. She glanced at the fluid injected into her hand, reaching out to the back of her hand to remove it. She stopped when the doctor spoke.
"I’ll get it," he said. "Taking it off like that is dangerous."
"It’s not when I’m a doctor, is it?" she replied, removing the dextrose needle from the back of her hand. "Don’t worry. I just need so ti to think, doctor. I appreciate your help... sohow, it worked."
It worked because she made herself rember so of the things she had overlooked. Things she had forgotten, things that had slipped out of her mind. But at the sa ti, she rembered the things she wanted to forget, the feelings she had buried, igniting a fla that would never cease easily.
Having said that, Penny flung her legs out of the bed and prepared to go. She didn’t know what ti it was, but she was certain she was late for her appointnt tonight. All she could hope was that the girls hadn’t left her yet.
Watching her gather her belongings, the doctor slowly rose from his seat. "Miss Penelope," he called, watching her pause without looking in his direction.
"I think... you don’t want the drunk Penelope to go," he said, sharing his professional opinion. "I believe you put that version of yourself away for a reason... and I think you’ve known that all along."
Slowly, Penny turned her head in his direction, not saying a word. However, deep in her heart, she couldn’t help but agree with him. He was telling the truth. After today’s session, that was clear to her now.
"To live normally... and to never forget, you needed both parts of yourself," he continued, offering her a subtle smile. "However, I disagree. You can live normally with both of them combined."
Penny kept her gaze on the doctor for a while, then wordlessly turned her back on him to leave. Just as she took a step, she heard him say, "Will you co back here for our next session?"
"I will... not," she glanced over her shoulder. "I’m okay now."
With that, Penny resud her steps while the doctor stared at her back. Before she shut the door behind her, a shallow breath slipped past his lips.
"I hope she knows why she was electrocuted when it shouldn’t be like that at all," he mumbled, a little concerned about Penny. Although this was her first ti coming here, her problem piqued a level of curiosity in the back of his mind.
"Is it possible?" he wondered to himself, sauntering over to his desk to check the capital punishnt in Anteca. After all, he found it strange—very strange. In his mind, there had to be aning behind it. Penny had told him that she was having delusions and that she had an alter ego.
Penny didn’t disclose to him that this was her second life, knowing that telling the doctor she was deluding herself and that a part of her mind believed this wasn’t her first life was more logical and easier.
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The sound of the motorbike continued to ring in Penny’s ears as she drove on the highway. Her eyes sharpened behind the visor of her helt, thinking of the mories that had resurfaced in her mind.
’Hah...’ Penny breathed out under her breath, gripping the handle tighter. "Pierson."
Aside from this mysterious woman in the cetery and Jonathan Pierson, whom Nina married in their previous life, there were also certain events and people Penny recalled—people who weren’t significant in this life and so things she had done while still in prison.
’All this ti, I believed that life in prison was just as nial and uneventful,’ she thought, reminded of the "uneventful" fights she had participated in while incarcerated. ’I forgot that while I was stuck in there, I was trying to get myself out as well.’
Back in prison, Penny made enemies, but also friends. She had a few allies in there who were thankfully released. It wasn’t a secret that when an inmate was about to be released, so inmates would create a problem to drag that inmate into staying longer in that hell.
It was Penny who protected them from those troublemakers. To show their gratitude, they promised Penny that they would find sothing to help with her case. So of them succeeded, although not to the point of reopening her case, but they did manage to gather small bits of information Penny needed.
’After the downfall of the Bennet family, the Miller Family took charge of the logistics business in Anteca,’ she thought, recalling that when Atlas Bennet fell, Theo Miller seized the opportunity to rise in the industry.
The Miller Family basically used the Bennet Family’s controversy as a marketing strategy. Thus, even though they were almost nonexistent, they quickly gained the trust of many other businessn and companies. However, Penny knew that it shouldn’t be that easy. Soone was pulling the strings and surely soone more powerful for Theo Miller to succeed.
’One more thing.’Penny stopped in front of the Crimson Bar, staring at the establishnt with her foot on the ground to steady her motorbike. ’Finn Davis... who the hell is that guy?’
Now, Penny rembered that the tenth place in the Star Section belonged to soone else. She didn’t recall it completely in this lifeti, since she hadn’t paid much attention. However, now that she recalled, she was certain that the tenth place in the Star Section wasn’t Finn. She forgot the na, but it definitely wasn’t him.
’I need to be careful with him,’she thought. ’Nina... now I’m worried about her.’
When the valet guy approached Penny, she took off her helt and tossed it to him. Without saying a word, she marched inside, finding tonight to be another night of investigation. After all, Finn — that anomaly—was very close to Bennet’s life.
Penny’s mind was so occupied with thoughts of Finn that she didn’t consider what her friends were doing right now.
"I’m sorry I’m late..." Penny trailed off as soon as she opened the door, only to see Grace, Nina, Lily, and Ginnie laughing and crying, drunk. "What... in the world...?"
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