Chapter 463: The taste represents how I feel
The next day...
A soft moan echoed through the room as Penny slowly woke from a deep slumber. Stretching her arms and legs, she blinked her eyes open. Unlike last night, she felt much better—completely recharged. Sitting up, her gaze landed on the chair beside her bed.
A small smile appeared on her face as she noticed a bowl and some towels on the side table. Although no one was there now, she knew someone had looked after her during the night.
"Was it Second Brother?" she wondered with a smile, recalling that Hugo had been with her last night. "Or Mom?"
After all, it was Allison who had woken her up for some warm soup and medicine. Either way, Penny appreciated her family’s care, even though she was an adult.
’In my first life...’She cut the thought short before she could start comparing. Smiling softly at the empty chair, she told herself, "There’s no need to compare then and now. They weren’t like that before, just as I’m not who I used to be."
For some reason, after last night, Penny felt ready to let go of some parts of her past she’d been holding onto. Life was different now, and she was content. Though it wasn’t perfect—perfection was never her goal.
"Well, I’m better now! I should thank them for nursing me back to health."
With that thought, Penny energetically jumped out of bed. It was as though the fever had replenished her energy. She felt like she could conquer the world, and her mood was suspiciously good.
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