DALIA'S POV
My brain and my heart were at war. My heart wanted me to trust them, to trust the peace and serenity I saw with the people here, to trust how nice Jules was to me, to trust how loving Sly and Xander were. Ever since I got here, I have never for once seen someone being tortured or beaten. They lived in peace and loved each other. My heart wanted to believe what it was seeing, but my brain rationalized everything, and it presented to me the result that so many things didn't make sense here. It pointed out all the gray areas and begged me not to trust my heart. I was confused. I wanted to trust them, but my brain gave me a hundred and one reasons not to.
Jules barged in through the door without knocking; privacy and boundaries didn't exist for her at all.
“Dalia! Are you still
