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Sibel Pov
By the time Keyana and I finally fled the apartment, it was 8:30. Leaving us with just half an hour to be seated in our respective exam rooms.
No matter how prepared we were, it was hard leaving the comfort of her bed when she needed it. What in the world got into her father to spring this on her at the end of exam season? Why couldn't he wait a little while longer, and why does he feel women aren't empowered and brilliant enough to run his stupid company, especially when it's his daughter? I just didn't get it. He made her study business... What's the significance of being the owner of an MBA if it was just to be a wife and mother and married just after receiving that honor? I couldn't understand, and I wanted to give him a piece of my mind for being sexist.
