Lying flat on the bed, Penny stared at the ceiling with a smile on her face. "I don't regret it," she told herself, her heart felt a little light at the mere thought of it.
It was a strange feeling, considering she planned to leave this household as soon as the opportunity arose. And even if the opportunity didn't, she planned to open one for herself. But now, she was postponing just a bit.
Just a little… to prolong living the life the old and wounded Penny dreamt day and night for many years.
Just a little bit to heal.
A little bit…
"And I know I might regret it later on," she whispered as her grin calmed into gentleness. "But well, let's throw that worry for tomorrow to worry about."