Penelope didn't bother to turn around to check if the woman was still fawning over Damien. She didn't care about it. That was right, who cared about past lovers or affairs he had. Yet, she could feel the irritation and the slight anxiousness that brewed in her chest.
"Penelope?"
"Huh?" Penny turned to look at Sylvia with a questionable look on her face.
"It is okay if I call you Penelope, right? You can call me Sylvia. No need for the formalities" spoke Sylvia. The blonde woman had noticed Penny spacing out as they walked and stepped into the shop. She was sure that the girl had not noticed that they had already reached the shop, "We are here," she notified her.
"Ah. I am sorry for spacing out," she apologized quickly. She had done back to her inner monologue with herself without realizing that they had entered the shop.
"That's okay. It is common to feel jealous when you are in love," Sylvia smiled and Penny quickly blushed.