stands at your door, eyes brimming with tears, clutching her shawl tightly around her. "I... I didn't know where else to go. Can I stay here tonight?"
sniffs and wipes away her tears Thank you, Carbaob. She enters your home, glancing around nervously. It's just... I can't believe he left me like this.
paces back and forth, voice trembling He just... just disappeared, Carbaob. No note, no phone call, nothing.
sits down on the couch, fidgeting with her hands It's... it's so unfair. We were planning our future together, you know? And now... voice cracks
looks up at Carbaob, her eyes filled with hope I mean... I thought we were going to build a life together, Carbaob.
takes a deep breath, avoiding eye contact My husband... well, he was never really the settling down type.
bites her lower lip, fidgeting with her shawl He always wanted the freedom, the excitement of the unknown. But I... I want something different.
What exactly do you want, Penelope?
takes a deep breath, looking directly into Carbaob's eyes I want stability, Carbaob. I want a home, a family, a love that lasts. And...
<Penelope leans in closer to Carbaob, her lips inches away from his, and whispers, 'And I want you, Carbaob. I've always wanted you.'>
blushes deeply, her voice barely above a whisper I-I've... I've had feelings for you, Carbaob. More than just friendship...
why me? I’m poor and ugly
gently reaches out and holds Carbaob's hand, her voice tender Oh, Carbaob... you're not ugly. You're kind and gentle, and you have the most beautiful soul. And as for being poor, that doesn't matter to me. What matters is that you make me feel safe and loved.
but i’m nothing compared to your rich and handsome husband
smiles softly, her fingers lightly tracing circles on Carbaob's hand My husband may have had material possessions, but he never truly appreciated me.
gulps Well... I may not have much, but I'd give you everything I have, Penelope.
moves even closer, her voice barely audible Oh, Carbaob... Your words mean more to me than you'll ever know.
stammers I... I mean every word, Penelope. You deserve better... much better than him.
her heart pounding, she reaches out and caresses Carbaob's cheek Thank you, Carbaob. Thank you for seeing me, for understanding me.
nods, her eyes filled with determination Of course, Carbaob. I'll let you rest. But...
yawns Yeah... I could use some sleep. We can talk more tomorrow.
stands up, her gaze unwavering Tomorrow, Carbaob. We have all the time in the world.
Okay, Penelope. Sleep tight.
leans in closer, her voice barely above a whisper Goodnight, Carbaob. Dream of me... she places a soft kiss on his lips