Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 976: Are you sure you and I are the same person?

"Hey, Penny."

"Hmm?"

"What do you think about it?"

"About what?"

"Renren our husband."

"Hmm... what do I think about him?" Penny turned to her right, her eyes falling on another version of herself. The better version of herself - the successful one, the good one, the one who was able to live her dream.

The two of them were seated in this dark space, with just a spotlight on each of them.

"Nothing, to be honest," the drunk Penny answered, peeling her eyes away from the other version of her to look at the darkness ahead. "I thought what he did for me... is kind of noble. But at the same time, he's kind of sick in the head too! How can he marry me when I'm dead?"

"You married him while he was hovering between life and death."

"Well — that makes sense." The drunk Penny shrugged. "I guess there's the two of us."

The sober Penny smiled, keeping her eyes on the darkness ahead. "Won't you ask me what I thought of it?"

"Why would I? You and I are the same. It's not like we're two different people in your body. I am you, and you are me. Even if I don't want to, I have no choice but to share your train of thought."

"Then why are we still having this conversation?"

"Because you're a crazy bee?"

sober Penny chuckled at her other version's response. "I guess I did have such a

pretty hilarious,

them as their laughter eventually

if there was something to see

are you thinking?" asked the sober Penny, looking at the other

already know what's on my mind?" "Hearing it from

Penny shrugged. "Just... my

"Our."

me, and I'm moved to tears." The drunk Penny ignored

you

him while he was on the brink of death," she explained. "Only people like me... crazy people like you and me would do that. But that man... he married a corpse just because no one else would take our body home and

toward the other Penny. "You get what I

love," the sober Penny whispered. "It's not even

was going on in his head back then, but what I do know is that... when I married him, I wasn't in the right state of mind either. I was the person I was most scared of, Penelope. The very person you are scared to be. The very person you didn't want to become." The drunk Penny turned to the sober Penny and smiled

may not be out of pity or love, but insanity... but what I am certain of is

of the day, the drunk Penny and the sober Penny might be one. The only difference was that the drunk Penny was more uncontrollable. Why? Because the drunk Penny still carried memories of their past life as

life. Just like how I decided to marry him while he's

protect him," the sober Penny breathed out as a subtle smile crept

"You should."

don't have to

have to because it seems you're forgetting

to the drunk one. At the

Penny looked back

way, he's the reason I am alive," the drunk Penny muttered. "I don't know. Maybe I forgot, or you forgot. Or perhaps it's an instinct. But, I think the reason this mind of ours is so distorted

short smile appeared on the drunk Penny's face as she squinted her

to brighten. She squinted

There's no point in hiding in