Chapter Sixteen

Timothee hated commuting because of the unnecessary attention that she'd get every single time she was in a public transportation. Although she was used to getting other people's attention as she was growing up, she hated that kind of attention that she got in public transportation, especially the kind that men give. It gave her creeps. It reminded her of that relative that she was trying to forget, the past that she had already buried.

Of course, she was left with no choice. The only thing that she could do was to convince herself that she needed to sacrifice a little bit more as she'd be able to afford a car for herself sooner. Although it had been postponed as she was planning on moving to a condominium unit first, she was adamant to make it happen. She'd have her car, her private space, and she'd no longer suffer under the meaningful stares of those people.

That was one thing with being a woman and being