Delilah remembered thinking, through her own sad haze, that Isabel might actually die of a broken heart and then she and Astrid would be left truly alone or maybe even sent away. But Isabel survived, and as she slowly came back to life, Delilah kept waiting for the mother she needed. The parent.
Isabel (along with Spencer) is my least favorite person in this book, but moments like these make me look forward to Astrid's book even more.
