PENELOPE’S POV
Few days later,
“How are you coping?” That was Natalie’s voice through the phone.
“The crutches are damn heavy but I am trying my best to get used to them.” I mumbled.
“Okay.” She sighed.
“Hello, let me also check on how you are doing.” I mumbled.
“I am fine. My boyfriend is in town and I am so excited.” She jested.
“Really?” I arched my eyebrows up in confusion.
“Yes. By the way that reminds me. You should meet him,” She suggested.
“No, I don’t think it is necessary,” I felt hyperventilating. I mean, how could I face Tony right now? I had resentment towards him and it would be better if I don’t face him.
“It is, he will help you in your therapy. I am not going to insist that any further plus I am not talking no for an answer,” She warned.
I didn’t have any option
