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A Wizard's Demands
*Isla* “You were supposed to be gone! You were supposed to take her back!” Antony screams, his face red with fury. He points at Poppy, who is sitting shell shocked and tear stained in the bed in the infirmary. The nurses removed the twins from the area when Antony stumbled inside bleeding all over the place and screaming at the top of his lungs. I am grateful for it, especially since Maddox seems dead set on letting Antony die. I don’t let that happen, of course. A few of my tears has Antony back to his usual self, and he’s pissed off. Livid. At us. “You were supposed to get her off this f*****g island, Maddox! You worthless–” Antony is cut off by Maddox’s fist making contact with his mouth. I yank on Maddox’s arm while Poppy loses her Goddess-damned mind behind me. “Stop!” I try to
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