The next morning, Joey woke up. She yawned. Then, she remembered what had happened the day before. She immediately sat up. She had fucked her own father. She looked to see if she was perhaps dreaming, but as soon as she saw him in the same bed, all doubt was removed.

Mr. Peabody was sitting up. "Good morning," he said, cheerfully.

"Good morning," replied Joey, panicking.

Mr. Peabody immediately became alarmed. "Josephine, darling, what's the matter?"

"It happened. It all happened."

"Did you have a bad dream?"

"You love me in a romantic way, and we fucked."

"Yes, Josephine," he said, calmly.

"Oh my god," Joey said, clutching her hair.

Mr. Peabody rubbed her back. "Josephine, it's alright. I know it happened very quickly, and you are overwhelmed and confused, but everything is alright."

Joey gradually calmed down, though she still couldn't believe what had happened. At that moment, she wished Alessandro had stayed the way he was when they first met so she wouldn't have broken up with him. She wished her own father didn't have feelings for her. She wished she was back in high school. So many changes had occurred in only a few short months. It felt like the world was spinning too quickly, and she wanted to get off.

All she could do was cry.

Mr. Peabody took her in his arms and let her cry. Joey screamed, "Why?! Why did things have to change?! I want what I had! I want things to be the way they were! Why is life so complicated?!"

He hushed her. "Josephine, it's alright. I'm here. I know change is difficult, especially for you, but that is how life is. There are a lot of twists and turns and ups and downs, but it is all worth it."

He continued. "Please, give me a chance. I will show you that I am a loving partner. I will do my best to make you the happiest woman in the world. I will convince you that change can be good, if you'll only let me."

"Why would you want to be with ME?"

Mr. Peabody ran his paw through her hair. "You are a wonderful woman, and I love you. You mean the world to me. You are the best thing that has ever happened to me."

"I am?"

"Yes," he replied, kissing her forehead.

"I can't believe that. I hate myself so much."

"Then, let me help you love yourself. You have to accept yourself, but I can help. Let me. You're worth it."

She relaxed in his arms. It had been so long since someone spoke words of love like this to her. Maybe being with him wouldn't be so bad.