As if she wanted that. Besides, wasn't he the one lurking in her room?
Penelope decided not to argue, considering he had helped her out in a big way today. She started walking toward the closet, but after just two steps, Theodore snapped.
"Penelope, have some self-respect!"
Penelope's mouth twitched. "I'm getting clothes!"
"..."
The closet was next to the balcony, so she had to walk past him to get her pajamas.
Once she was dressed, she figured she could finally turn on the lights, but he stopped her again.
"I don't want to see your face."
Being constantly rebuffed and scorned was enough to test anyone's patience, and Penelope was not known for her good temper.
"Then could you please get out of my room?"
Theodore didn't move. Instead, he lit another cigarette and took several drags before speaking. "Penelope, don't ever try to contact me through anyone again."
Penelope pressed her lips together. He was warning her about last night.
"The situation was critical last night. I had no other choice…"
"So you just assumed I would help you?"
"I…"
"You were so sure I cared about your pathetic life?"
"Actually…"

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