PENELOPE'S POV “I'm guessing it's my father's” she added, drawing me out of the shock that seized my thoughts. I nodded slightly and watched her struggle to keep her expression plain. “Cal, I…I had no idea. I'm sorry…”“There's no use apologizing, Pen,” she said, taking my palm immediately. I jolted impulsively, but the massage that came right after calmed my nerves. “Whatever happened has happened,” A tear streamed down her eyes, but she wiped it instantly and reshaped her expression to keep her smile on. “Aunt Celeste told me you are his mate, and urm…I guess that changed things. I figured I've been selfish…and jealous. I didn't realize how much you make him happy until I saw his tiny notes in the western tower,”“Notes,” I murmured. She chuckled, nodding. “Yeah, my father keeps little notes. You can only find them if you look well,” That made me smile, giving me a little amount of energy which I used to sit up. “I've been mean to you,” “Me too,” I chimed, taking her second
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