Chapter72: Let's Not Argue

*Isla* Maddox was gone when I opened my eyes. I shouldn’t have been surprised. He told me last night that he had a lot to do, but I insisted he stay with me, and he did. I had fallen asleep on him in the bathtub, so he probably didn’t have much of a choice. Now, I am sitting at the dining table eating my breakfast while Poppy fake dusts because she doesn’t need to keep dusting. “I just feel really bad for that baby,” she is saying. I take a piece of toast and break it apart before putting a small piece in my mouth. I haven’t gone to check on Maddy yet, but I will. Not because I want to keep her. I understand now that Maddox is right. It’s not a good idea. I’m trying to come to terms with the fact that I’m expected to do everything Sydney just did yesterday soon enough–except for the dying part. That I’d like to avoid. “I feel bad for her, too,” I manage between bites. “I mean, in this day and age, now does that happen?” Piper continues. And I don’t have an answer for her. “Was Mystica