CHAPTER FIFTEEN

PETRA'S POV   Madeline almost caught me last night, but I was smart about it and thankfully she didn't confront me about my strange behavior. I almost gave myself away.   Throughout the night, I couldn't seem to drift off. I tossed and turned and I couldn't shake off the feeling of what I was about to do.   I definitely had to prepare and begin my duties for the day. I did the necessary things and I went straight to Madeline's quarters. There, I found nurse Maude crying in Madeline's arms.   "What exactly is going on?" I asked myself.    The only way to find out was to go in and ask.   "Is everything alright nurse Maude?" I asked, my voice dripping with curiosity.   When nurse Maude heard my voice she wiped her tears and tried to compose herself. She tried wearing a calm face despite the sorrow she was feeling.    "I am so sorry for bothering you Madeline. I.... I just received some terrible news," she snorted.   "I...I just lost my son," she said.   I gasped.   "He was among the Warri