Chapter 5: Resolution
I walked quickly, my bare feet slapping against the pavement, my body now accustomed to the stares, the whispers, the crude remarks. The city was my playground, my prison. I was a sight to see, a naked woman walking through the heart of the city, and yet, I was just another face in the crowd. The novelty would wear off, eventually.
The wind caught my hair, whipping it around my face as I walked. I shivered, my nipples hardening against the cool air. The sun was just beginning to rise, casting long shadows across the street. The city was waking up, the usual morning bustle just beginning to stir. I saw people emerging from their apartments, blinking in the harsh morning light, their coffee cups clutched tightly in their hands.