37.

Dalia’s POV

“And what would that be?” I asked but didn’t have the time to listen to his reply as my alarm indicated time for him to get lost. That was the limited time I could spend chit-chatting with him. Whatever his wish was, I really don’t care.

Without saying anymore word, he stood up and left. That was the last time I saw him.

“I did. You never told me that you knew my cousin...there is a lot of things I don’t know about you.” His voice went suddenly deeper. Of course, that is because I didn’t allow Emily do as she pleased. I didn’t agree to any of his subtle advances he sent across through Emily.

There, I found my keys. “There is a lot I don’t know about you too.” Then I shrugged. “If we didn’t always meet on days where we were both busy,” I trailed off not wanting to continue the discussion. I already told Stephanie to wait before giving Dad his sleeping pills. I don’t want to waste anymore time.

“Can we see? This time, I would tell you my wish.”

I could hear the different emo