Dalia's POV

I woke up with a headache and my entire body hurt like a bitch. I wanted to punch myself for being so stupid yesterday as to walk in such heavy downpour, knowing it might make me sick.

I was about to call out to Chelsea when the door to my room flung open dramatically and her loud voice followed. She came to the side of the bed I was sleeping on with her hands on her hips, like a mother about to scold her child.

"And why are you still in bed by 7, young lady? Are you not going to work?" She asked as she looked down...