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Three weeks later...
Dalia's POV
I had my good days and my bad days.
On my good days, I didn't feel much, it reminded me of my time at the safe house. Everything was just a blur, my body going on auto pilot while my mind wondered off. I preferred these days, loved them actually because I didn't have to worry much.
Then there were my bad days which over the last three weeks
