Poppy's Point of View
Once, I got to Lilly's room, I knocked on her door.
"Come in," Lilly said, and I opened the door to see her sitting on her bed and looking at the ceiling.
"Hey, How are you doing?" I asked as I walked into her room and sat on her bed.
"I am fine," Lilly said as she sat next to me.
"I just came to check on you. I know today was crazy and," I started to say but Lilly cut me off.
"I know you are worried about me, Poppy, but I promise I am fine," Lilly said with a smile on her face.
"Yeah, it hurt knowing that our mom was planning on using us for money, but I feel like she doesn't deserve to be in our lives. I never knew her anyway. She was never a mother to me. She left us at the foster care home when I was just a baby. It's good that we found out what she w
