Chapter 124

"From your scared face, I have the feeling that I'm identical to Frankenstein."

"It's not that bad.”

Penelope blinks her dark eyes at me, looking at me, despite everything, with a significantly debauched expression.

"That doesn't even come close to a compliment, you know? "She speaks in a melancholy intonation, but her lips sketch an affected smile. "I know I look terrible, but I won't break if you get closer, Suzy.”

The impression I have is different.

I have to force myself to think that the only thing that matters is that my best friend is alive.

Awakened, staring at me with expectation a few steps away on the bed that has been her home for a considerable time.

Even if the last time we saw each other was marked by a tragedy, it is an indescribable relief to find her with her eyes open again. Despite the thinness, the pallor, and the pauses she makes with every word said, as if opening her mouth cost a tremendous effort, and caused her drowsiness.