Sixteen years agoPenelope found herself transported to a time where a headset was put on her to block her ears at the dining table. It was very early on a Friday morning. But she had pressed the stop button."Enough, John! We vowed to never return to him for anything. Let's figure this out together. Please." Evelyn's voice broke as she pleaded with her husband."They owe it to us, my love. Look, this will be the last time. I promise." John vowed to assure her, wrapping an arm around her. "No... I have a bad feeling about this. We already took enough." Evelyn expressed her ill concerns. He kissed her temple, "Nothing will happen to me, okay? I just... I can't lose you to this disease. This is the best fighting shot that I have and I will be dammed if I don't take it." His voice became soft and soothing. He was in pain seeing Evelyn battle for her life every day. The bills were pulling up and she was late on her chemo treatments. He had to do something quickly. Penelope looked for

The day passed by in a blur. Penelope had spent the entire day in the kitchen with Ms. B. Hailey hadn’t come around from school. She went on a class trip. Occasionally, she would feel someone watching her intensely from behind.When the feeling became overbearing, she snapped her neck back to catch the person unaware. She frowned when she saw it was Pamela who looked like a deer caught in headlights.“Erhm…Do you need anything Ms. Winters?” Pamela quickly asked.Penelope shook her head.“Oh… I will take my leave.” She squirmed out of the kitchen. Penelope fixed her gaze on her till she left.To Penelope, Pamela had a weird aura around her- one that keep her on her toes. Her affiliation with Bethany was enough reason to be wary of her. She shook off the weird feeling and concentrate on the recipe she was making.Her hand raised to catch a sweat on her forehead with her forearm. “That is it. Get out of my kitchen. You have been in here all day. Take a breather, will you?” Ms. B walked i

A week later, Penelope was required to go to the hospital for her second trimester check-up.It was solely Penelope and Mas. Ms. Flores was preoccupied to accompany her for her appointment with Doctor Humphrey. Killian had to travel to Japan to ensure the partnership with Mr. Takahashi was still on and valid. He had been gone for about the entire week.His return flight was in the evening so he wouldn’t be able to meet up with the appointment. The atmosphere at the manor had been intense ever since she went on that ride with Killian. She felt watchful eyes on her but whenever she turned, she saw no one close-by. It unnerved her to no end and made her feel unsafe in the manor.Penelope looked towards the driver’s side. She could see perspiration formed from the side of his neck down to his neck. Constantly, he would fiddle with the collar of his shirt as if it was too tight around the neck.“Max? Are you okay?” She asked out of concern.“W-what?” Max stuttered and tried to compose hims

It had been a couple of days since the accident. Penelope went to the hospital after being discharged to check up on Max. He was still in coma and the doctor informed her that his chances of him to ever wake up again was very slim.After she was informed, she took it upon herself to check on his grandmother. Thankfully, Max was in the same hospital as his grandmother. With a little persistence, she found out her ward number and cleared off the bills that had piled up.The woman was deep in slumber when she got to her room. Politely, she requested for her to be moved to a private room. The management obliged immediately. Penelope didn’t mind the cost.Just as she was about to leave, her phone rang. Hurriedly, she pulled it out of her bag and answered it.“Hello?” She spoke.“Hi, Ms. Unforgettable. I must say, you have plagued my mind ever since we met.” A man with British accent spoke on the other end.Penelope frowned, “Who am I speaking with?”The man on the line gasped, like he was

Penelope had finished doling herself up for the dinner date at 6:45. Personally, she would have preferred to simply call it a hangout, rather than a date.A shred of guilt surfaced. But she trampled on it. She had no reason to be guilty. Killian wasn't hers. He was married to another woman. No matter the back and forth flirting between them, she had to be realistic. Besides, things had become a lot more complicated. What if his father had something to do with the murder of her father? Killian promised to investigate but would he be transparent about it if it involved him throwing the handcuff on his father's hands? Could he trust him? The complications had set her feelings on a spike of doubt. She had to brush it aside till the complicated knots were untied. A man like Charles seemed like a complete gentleman. Far from the man Killian had portrayed himself to be over the past few months. "Ma'am... A Uber is waiting for you out front." Eloise came to deliver. Penelope smiled and tw