After I said my goodbyes to Isabelle and her father, I had set out to go see Lila. I knew it was going to end horribly, but I had to try. I couldn’t sit back and do nothing, when this was my problem. I just would have never thought that she’d come back and do something like this. I guess some people shouldn’t be underestimated. It took almost an hour for us to get there. The entire way there I kept thinking about what could possibly happen. What she’d do or say once I arrive. Then I began to wonder if she even had the baby or not. The baby should be about two going on three by now. That’s assuming the child isn’t already three. We stopped in front of the doors and I peeked my head out of the window. The palace was worn down. Moss was growing on the stone walls. The steps had a few cracks

