"Poppy? What's this Poppy?" Rachel asked as Poppy dried her eyes with her sleeve. "Poppy, come on. Tell me."
Poppy looked Rachel in the eye as she whispered, "I'm sorry."
"Sorry for what? Poppy? Poppy please!" Poppy was quiet, staring into the darkness of the night, still holding on tightly to the picture frame. "Poppy, sweetheart, please tell me what's wrong. I can help you."
"No, no you can't. No one can help me with this." Rachel was unsure how to answer this. What could Poppy be hiding? What can no one help her with? And what was that picture frame?
Sorry for not updating in a while, I've been really busy. I know that the past two chapters have been very short, but they are leading up to a longer chapter. Thanks for the reviews!