"I got us married...?"
If Penny and Zoren hadn’t reached this point in their relationship, or if they had found out about it much earlier, it could have been a breaking point for any connection they had. Given their backgrounds, it wouldn’t be surprising if this revelation became the catalyst for a long-standing distrust Zoren might hold against her.
"Oh, my god..." Penny scoffed, her hand trembling slightly. ’I did marry a handsome guy—but I didn’t mean someone on the brink of death!’
Penny didn’t like to linger on her previous life anymore, especially her time in prison. However, with this new information, she couldn’t help but recall a memory—one of her and Grace talking about Penny dating a guy. That ridiculous conversation she had with Grace in her previous life.
Penny pressed her lips together as she helplessly looked up at the man across from her. "How did you know all of these details, though?" she asked, since the files only confirmed their location, Penny’s presence in the ward, and the stand-ins who officiated the wedding.
"You told me," Zoren shrugged. "You told me the night you snuck in here, drunk."
Although his voice was calm and forgiving, without a trace of mockery, it stirred a bubble of shame in her heart.
"I remembered? All of it?" she asked, and he nodded. "All this time, I knew how I got married?"
"When you’re drunk... that’s what I believe."
She gasped, scoffing at the sheer absurdity. Penny glanced down at the file again before pinching the bridge of her nose.
"I think I’m starting to get it now," she muttered. "So, in other words, I forget everything once I’m sober? But when I drink, I remember all the things I did every time I was drunk?"
Zoren nodded before she asked, "Should I see a psychiatrist?"
"Do you think you need to?" he asked, tilting his head slightly. "Would that be alright with you?"
"Well..." Penny gazed down, clasping her trembling hands.
All this time, Penny believed that when she was drunk, her drunken state seemed to live more in her past life. But with this new piece of information—something she wouldn’t have known without Zoren—it changed everything.
It didn’t just make her just a drunk.
It showed just how split her mind was. It scared her—terrified her, even. She knew herself better than anyone, and thus, she knew that to deal with that Penny, she had to confront herself.
For a while, neither of them spoke. Zoren respected her moment of silence, letting her process everything. After all, this wasn’t the only thing he wanted to tell her. Zoren believed that for him to protect herself, she needed to know everything else. Only then could she also protect herself and become even more mindful than she already was.
’I didn’t ask for her father’s permission about this,’ he thought. ’But Atlas agreed with my plans, so he can handle the family while I work with her.’
Penny took a deep breath after collecting her thoughts. When she lifted her gaze to him, her expression was solemn.
"Did you tell Dad about this?" she asked.
"I mentioned your drunken antics in passing, but I don’t think we delved into it because of the matter at hand," he replied in the same serious tone. "Though, I did tell your First Brother about it."
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