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
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