DALIA'S POV"Dalia!" Jeffery's voice came stern and loud. He grabbed me by the ankle, and shook me energetically, startling me out of my short nap. "What are you doing, man?" I jumped to my feet, straightening out my clothes, and flattening my hair with my hands. Standing in the door way, we're two other employees, staring at me. I turned to face Jeffery, who was pacing up and down the office, face all swollen in anger."Mr. Starr, I am so, so sorry. I don't know what got into me-""Exactly!" He cut my off mid sentence. "Nobody k ows what's gotten into you, Dalia. You're falling asleep in my office, you're late for work, and for weeks now you've been so distracted. Do you even know if what's been going on with the company?" Jeffrey stood with his arms spread wide open. He dropped them carelessly to his side, so they slapped his thighs, and shook his head as he turned away from me."Boss, I-I know my head's been a little up in the clouds lately." I admitted."Yeah," Jeffrey scoffed. "

Dalia’s POVIt was hard to find a spot to park. My sigh turned into a smile when the spa came into full view.True to Emily's description, Rosewood Wellness Spa looked like it was one of the best in the city. Its sheer beauty already gave me peace before I came down from the car. Although it had the typical water fountain, where mineral water flowed from, people walking around in bathrobes, couples chatting with excitement and so on. Besides the beauty of a spa comes from how capable their workers hands were. If I am this impressed, it means there would be more waiting for me inside.I raised my eyebrows in amusement when I found some girls with probably their bff's standing excitedly at the entrance door. I looked at Emily who was smoothening down her cloth and putting on her Annie Season's sandals. I call it Any season sandals...I could never get used to the fact that Emily had other taste in clothes apart from West designs. If anything this was the place of attention.To say I was e

Now, I have my own little secret. I won’t let anything happen to Dalia though. I am not spying on her because Eros asked me to. I am just protecting my friend. Like I always do.Dalia’s PovI rubbed my hands together as I can’t help but feel someone is watching my every move. I wouldn’t put it past Eros to have someone watch me from a distance. If I were the one, I would do so and this gives me an advantage over him.Maybe I should constantly place him on his toes so that he knows not to mess with me. The plan was to make Eros part of our lives. There was no secret plan and I was sorry for making Emily think that way.She left later that evening. After a bitter-truth conversation and a lot of fun after that, she promised to come visit during the week. I knew she had a lot on her mind. She didn’t even have the time to rehearse with me and I feel bad for having all that fun alone while she…My phone started beeping. I turned to look at the caller’s ID. It was Jeremy. My hands became sud

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

Dalia’s PoV“Dad, I am pregnant.” I choked out.There was a long pause. I thought he didn’t hear but I knew he did because I felt his shoulders tense. “Dad? Did you hear me? I said I am pregnant..” I looked at his face.“I heard you the first time Dalia..” He trailed off, still not giving away his emotions. Just how hard has Dad practiced for this moment? The moment when I would tell him I am pregnant?I shifted a few metres away. “You hate me.” I just knew he did. How can I tell him such a news and he just sits there looking into nothing. But what was I expecting him to say? Absolutely nothing. Nothing needs to be said in a situation like this. He wasn’t like Emily who supported me throughout the first month of misery. She didn’t even tell Dad of the terrible news.I had no man beside me. He has refused to claim the baby.I felt thick hands gripping my shoulders tight. “Honey, you overthink things sometimes. Bring the young man to me, I will accept him.”I shrugged my shoulders hard,