DALIA'S POV
“Why do you look so gloomy?” Jules asked me.
We were lying down in my room talking and eating chocolates. I thought I had hidden it pretty well, but it turns out she still noticed. “I don't look gloomy.” I immediately defended myself.
“Oh, you definitely do; you look like you had your chocolates stolen from you, and you are about to cry.” She said to me.
“That's not true,” I insisted.
“You miss them, don't you?” She asked.
“Who are you talking about?” I asked, feigning ignorance.
She raised her eyebrows at me, “Really? You are going to pull that card?” She asked me.
“I still don't know what you are talking about.” I insisted, keeping a straight face.
“Okay. If you say so,” She said, and continued reading her book.
I was hoping she would still talk about them, maybe te
