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"Dalia"
She looked at her reflection on the glass door for a second, before stepping in,
pulling little "Leila" behind her.. She probably looked like an addict.. She could
tell.. Her puffy eyes and her messy hair didn't make it better, but she wasn't in
the mood for caring about her looks.. Not with that disaster waiting for her.. At
least she knew that the sunglasses she was wearing were hiding her blood red
eyes.. She passed through the elegant glass door hesitating, feeling a little dizzy
from the strain she felt herself under..
She looked around to see whether "Mourad" came or not, to find that the
answer was no, so she made her way towards a small table in the corner behind
one of the many columns in the place, because she wanted to do her best for
not to be seen.. She took off her white jacket before rubbing her simple brown
dress nervously because she felt it dusted all over, then she sat down, taking off
her sunglasses before putting them in her bag, while the little girl was all edgy