Chapter Twelve- Trial

Chapter Twelve

In search of solitude, I scanned the room trying to ensure that there was no one left in the room. I needed some privacy, granting me the opportunity to change my attire. My vulnerability, my nakedness, was a secret I dared not expose to anyone. The act of adorning myself was a luxury I couldn't afford in the presence of others, even if we shared the same gender.

I cherished my privacy when it came to my body, unaccustomed to the untamed exposure that accompanied the company of others.

Just as I was about to slip into the uniform of a waitress, a summons interrupted my preparations.

"Shirley, why the delay? Hurry up, or you'll incur the wrath of the boss," Leila scolded as she entered the room.

Instinctively, I shielded my chest, realizing I had removed my shirt.

"Please, I need some solitude. I'll be done shortly," I pleaded.

Leila chuckled, observing me like a child who had encountered a specter.

"Fine... I'll leave. Dress up and catch up with us," she said, retreati