Chapter 41. Can’t Remember Me?

Penelope raised her eyes, squinting against the bright sunshine. She asked, "Have you ever been to New York in October?"

Warren paused, wondering if she was starting to recall something.

"What happened?" he asked.

"I was just thinking. You seem familiar," Penelope replied, squinting her eyes as if trying to remember.

"It's been almost two months. Have I finally become familiar to you?" Warren chuckled, not providing a definitive response.

Penelope lowered her head, her eyelashes fluttering. "I'm feeling a bit tired. I want to rest now."

Bypassing him, she lifted her heavy feet and began to climb the stairs.

"I've been there," he admitted, still facing away from her.

His voice remained calm.

Penelope halted and turned back, her expression filled with surprise.

He continued, "I've been debating whether I should tell you, given your memory condition. You'd probably never remember me."

Penelope felt like he