Dhalia POV
I get in the car and am driven into the city, trying to keep my thoughts steady. This morning, before anyone else had woken up, I made countless phone calls, desperately searching for a place that could see me today. It took a while, but I finally found somewhere that had time for me.
As I step out of the car, I thank the driver and start walking, the early morning air sharp against my skin. My phone rings, and I answer without hesitation. “Hey, Keeley,” I say, already feeling a sense of determination settle over me. Tonight, I’m getting the answers I need.
“Just calling to see what you’re up to?” she asks, her tone light and casual.
“Currently shopping, but then I’m heading over to Bound In Ink,” I reply, and she laughs on the other end of the line.
“What? Why are you goin
