32. Food fight
Dalia's P.O.V I walked inside the house, my heart still unable to shake the feeling of fear, of being watched, away. All throughout the ride, I didn't say a word and luckily Rose thought I was just tired so she didn't press on the matter. In all honesty, I was tired. Tired of feeling weak, afraid, tired of the thoughts that chime in just to remind me that what I've gone through is only a reminder of what could happen again. I once had a family, which I lost, no one could promise me it wouldn't happen again. I didn't want to lose my new family. I was terrified even by the thought that something could happen to my mate, the one who showed me not all males were bad, that I deserved to be loved, to Rose, who gave me back the feeling of having a friend, who shows me how to do the things I ne
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