Chapter 6

Dalia’s POV

Monday came around and Chelsea still wasn’t talking to me which made me sad.

I woke up by 5:50 am. I took my bath and did my morning routine. I picked out a cream colored satin blouse and a carton colored pencil skirt to go with it. I picked out heels that matched my skirt and a bag in the same shade. I used mascara and lip gloss, let my hair down and felt ready to go.

By the time I was done, it was 7:00 am. I stepped out of my room and contemplated knocking on Chelsea’s door but I decided against it, Chelsea can be pretty scary when she’s angry.

I went into the kitchen and saw a note addressed to me on the countertop, I opened it and it was in Chelsea’s handwriting;

“I’m still mad at you, just so you know, but it’s your first day at work and I just had to say something to you. I know you’re probably not ready to talk about what happened during the weekend but I’ll be here whenever you want to, Lia. You’re my best friend and I will ha