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Natasha, after leaving her warning about the mirrors, said goodbye to Wanda with a nod.

"Well, I'll let you rest. Anything, I'll be around."

With that, she left the young woman's room, closing the door softly behind her. Wanda stood there, reflecting on Natasha's words and wondering if she should give Peter and his feelings a chance, or if it was all just a misunderstanding.

IN THE NEXT ROOM

Peter was in his room, lying on his bed, still listening to music and seeing if he could at least fall asleep. However, nothing he did was working; he couldn't sleep. Every time he closed his eyes to try to sleep, that scene came into his mind and woke him up.

"Damn!"

Peter whispered, a little angrily, as he remembered that scene between Wanda and Vision together.

Peter, realizing that he wouldn't be able to sleep, decided to get out of bed for a moment. After that, he went into the bathroom, approached the sink and began to splash water on his face to try to clear his mind.

As the cold water ran down his face, he stared at his reflection in the mirror, lost in thought.

Peter looked at his reflection in the mirror and began to talk to himself, as if he were talking to himself.

"No more doubts and insecurities, Parker. You know who you are and what you feel. Don't let fear paralyze you."

Peter said to himself, as he stared at his own reflection.

"Courage, Parker, courage."

Peter muttered to himself, as he tried to motivate himself. After that, he turned off the water in the sink and dried his face on the towel. And determined to clear things up with Wanda, he left the bathroom and walked back towards his room.

IN WANDA'S ROOM

After Natasha had left the room, Wanda decided to read a book to pass the time, while it was not time for her to go downstairs. However, the book she was reading had a rather peculiar character, or, as she thought, an identical one, since he was somehow very reminiscent of Peter.

While reading the book, Wanda somehow couldn't get Peter out of her head. Since the main character in that book was introverted, funny, loyal to his friends, caring and, above all, kind to the main heroine of the story. So much so that the heroine actually liked these qualities in the main character.

As she immersed herself in the pages of the book, Wanda couldn't help making comparisons between the character in the story and Peter. The similarities were so striking that she smiled involuntarily, remembering the moments she and Peter had shared together.

"I don't know why, but somehow this character reminds me of Peter in everything, from his personality to his appearance."

Wanda muttered to herself as she flipped through the pages of the book.

Until she realized that she couldn't stop thinking about Peter for a single second.

"My God, what's happening to me? Why can't I get him out of my head? Is what Natt said true? Am I really in love with Peter?"

Wanda asked, with an expression of surprise on her face, not wanting to believe in the possibility, but not denying it either - after all, Peter wasn't one to throw things away.

"Although he's not one to throw things away, I can't imagine being with anyone else. After all, he and I are from completely different worlds. He's basically a hero, and I'm more like a villain. But I also can't deny that, because he has that gentle, caring way about him, he wouldn't end up attracting my attention."

Wanda concluded, as she reflected on the feelings that were beginning to well up inside her.

"I think I'd better stop thinking about these things for now."

Wanda said as she got up from her bed and walked towards her closet. Inside, she took out a black sweatshirt and put it on, as it was very cold outside because of the rain.

After that, Wanda left the room and stared at the corridor of the complex, which, at that moment, because there was no one there and because of the atmosphere the rain had brought, was just the way she liked it: calm and silent, which, for some reason, was bringing her a peace she couldn't explain.

However, Wanda was so immersed in her thoughts that she didn't even notice that she wasn't alone out there. On the contrary, at the very moment she had opened the door to her room, someone else had opened it with her.

"Did something happen?"

The mysterious voice asked in a worried tone, coming from Wanda's side. Because it was so sudden, Wanda was startled because she thought she was alone in the corridor. After turning to see who it was, she saw that it was her older brother, Pietro, who was also standing outside her room, looking at her.

"Pietro! Are you trying to kill me with your heart?"

Wanda asked, looking at her brother with an unfriendly face.

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean it. But after I saw you out there, standing like a statue in the world of the moon, I couldn't help myself. But anyway, what are you doing standing out there?"

Pietro asked, trying to change the course of the conversation.

"Nothing, I just wanted to take a walk. That's all."

Wanda replied, relaxing her expression a little as she realized that there was no reason to be angry with her brother.

"Let me get this straight, the world is falling outside..."

Pietro said, pointing outside, where it was raining heavily.

"You're telling me you want to go for a walk? Is that what I heard?"

Wanda, upon hearing this, turned to face her brother with a serious face.

"Of course not, Pietro. I'm not crazy."

Wanda said, looking at her brother and then looking away, not wanting to admit that, for a moment, she had thought about the possibility.

"I just wanted to clear my head, that's all."

Wanda whispered in a somewhat sad tone.

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