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Dalia’s POV

I hear the nervousness in Emily ‘s voice. It must be hard for her there. I shake my head as I look to my reflection. I don’t like what I see of course. It was the night before. My eyes were red like I have been crying for days.

You’ve got to be kidding me... I mutter as I hear a knock on the door. Can’t they give me a moment of peace?

“I am coming!” I yell in irritation.

“You’ve been in there for way to long, Ms Thompson.” Dimitri’s irritation showed in his statement.

Guess I was good at making others annoyed with me.

I adjust my hair to the back before turning the tap off. So much for pretending.

“Alright. Here I am.” I huff, making sure my hair slapped his face. It would be hard to get along with him now.

The hall way had one person standing in it and it was Eros West. He had both hands in his pocket and was staring at me wearily.

“Were you looking for an open window to escape or something?” Eros asked dryly.

I gasped. How could he ask me such questions? Who would want t