Dalia’s POV

Chelsea was waiting for me by the door when I arrived. One look from her and I broke down in tears again. She hugged and gently closed the door behind me.

“Oh, you poor little thing”, she cooed and I cried harder. She didn't try to offer me words of consolation and I was very grateful for that.

“So, do you want to tell me what happened? Everything was going fine during the vacation. What went wrong so fast?” She asked after I had calmed down and I sighed.

“She was waiting by the gate when we got back yesterday”, I said lowly and kept staring straight ahead...