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Mia's POV

When Allen came back with my breakfast, he stayed until I finished eating before leaving. He had gone back to work, so I laid down on my bed, ready to sleep. But then I heard a knock on the door and the person opened it. I thought Allen had left, what was he doing here again?

I turned to ask him why he came back again but saw that it was Penelope. She was standing in my room with a wicker basket. I smiled at her as she walked closer to my bed.

"Pen. It's so good to see you." I moved my legs away from the edge so she could sit there.

"Yeah, how've you been?" She asked me. I noticed how she carefully placed the basket on my bed. A small colorful cloth was used to cover what was inside it, making me curious.

"Well, you know. I've been sleeping and waking up in this lonely house, been bored all day, with no one to talk to. I feel like loneliness will be the cause of my death." I said dramatically.

Penelope laughed for a moment, it was the first time I was seeing her laugh. I