Dalia's POV

It was another Saturday. A day to escape from the drama at work and have a chill day at home with Chelsea. The whole week had been crazy and had been one hell of a ride.

Tracy still wasn't talking to me. Jackson seemed to follow me everywhere and anytime I tried to tell him off, Alexander would magically appear which made me act like Jackson and I were a thing.

I tried talking to Tracy and texted her repeatedly but she wouldn't reply to any of my messages. People gave me strange looks at work and I was starting to get tired of the attention I was...