DAHLIA "Why don't you say something, Dahlia? You've refused to tell me anything."

I unbuckled, opened the car door to get down when he grabbed my arm.

"What happened at the audition?"

I swallowed. I knew he was only trying to be nice and he was genuinely concerned. But my brain was fighting emotions. I was trying so hard not to snap at him.

Snapping was actually better than crying but he if he kept this up, I would snap.

"Can we focus on getting Denise the help she needs?"

"Dahlia, I don't ...