A/N: Hey buddies! First, thanks for reading. It makes me very happy to know that my hobby will entertain some people :) I know, I have some unfinished fics but you do not worry ... Their end is about to hit LOL
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I OWN NOTHING. NOT EVEN GREG.
April 8, 2015, Virginia.
She dropped on her body, tangling her arms around his waist. That night was cold, very cold. The air was as pure snow and seemed to freeze her skin.
Penelope smiled sadly as her tears moisten her husband shirt.
Cold.
She was able to feel something after those months of despair. After weeks of nightmares, after several days of insomnia, after so many painful hours.
Penelope was really grateful to Derek. For him, her decision wasn't easy to assimilate.
Hours before she take that plane, he made his position clear.
Her best friend, her husband, her only daughter´s dad... He hated Greg Baylor.
Greg Baylor. Her playmate, her old confidant, her first platonic love... Her brother.
She understood his position. Greg tried to kill her and kidnapped Liliana. He shot Spencer.
-FlashBack-
"Why do you need that?" Derek shouted, frowning at her "By God, Pen ... That bastard tried to kill you! He kidnapped our daughter! "
"I don´t want him to die alone" she sobbed, tears running down her cheeks "He's part of my life and my story" Penelope swallowed hard "He's part of my family"
Derek shook his head, his hands on his hips. "Do what you damn well please"
"I have no other choice, baby"
His dark eyes were fixed on her, launching an accusing look "Then you leave? You'll visit a fucking murderer? "
She smiled wearily, closing her suitcase "Still, he's my brother"