(END OF “Would You Fall in Love with Me Again”!!! ITHACA SAGA SPOILERS!)

“If that's true, could you do me a favor? Just a moment of labor, that could bring me some peace? See that wedding bed? Could you carry it over? Lift it high on your shoulders and take it far away from here?”

Penelope requested from Odysseus, staring down at the man as if he were a mere stranger and nothing more. Odysseus had just slain the suitors who plotted to kill his son, planned to assault his wife! And now Penelope wished to move their wedding bed, as if he weren’t her true love?! Odysseus seemed surprised, flabbergasted, that his wife asked that of him.

“… How could you say this? I had built that wedding bed with my blood and sweat! Carved it into the olive tree where we first met! The symbol of my love everlasting- Do you realize what you have asked me? The only way to move it is to it cut from its roots!”

The man exclaimed, shocked that his wife had even come up with the idea. Penelope’s eyes widened in shock, before smiling softly.

“Only my husband knew that. So I guess that makes him you!”

She responded in an almost happy tone. Odysseus sighed.

“Penelope…”

“I will fall in love with you over and over again. I don’t care how, where, or when, no matter how long it’s been, you’re mine. Don’t tell me you’re not the same person. You’re always my husband, and I’ve been waiting, waiting..”

“Penelope!”

The two rejoiced, embracing their lover and holding each other close. Odysseus began to sob into his wife’s shoulders, with Penelope beginning to sob as well. They embraced each other tightly, afraid to release their lover in fears that they would disappear.

“How long has it been?”

Penelope implored. Odysseus thought for a bit.

“Twenty years.”

The two stared longingly at each other, with Odysseus holding Penelope’s face in his hands. He pressed his forehead against hers, his breaths slow.

“I love you..”

They said in unison, just as they had so long ago.