(Hirre's POV.)
I woke up early in the morning. The semi-transparent nighties I wore exposed my body. I took my phone and I still received some notifications that bothered me. The haters were still chattering about my identity. Aren't they tired of talking about me?
I took a deep breath and inhaled the positive thought that become my relief every time I read lots of people commenting.
However, I needed to get out of this. I jumped on my bed and went to the bathroom. I fixed myself very well. Wearing casual attire, an off-white long sleeves and a pair of black jeans. I put on light makeup and tied my long hair tightly. I looked in the mirror and found myself beautiful again after the problematic days.
Another deep breath escaped from my mouth. I felt that it was my first time seeing peop
