VICTORIA ~

Inside the cab, my mind was consumed with deep thoughts. At one point, the driver noticed and inquired about my well-being.

"Ma'am, you seem a bit unhappy. Is there something troubling you?" He questioned, glancing at me through the rearview mirror.

The question hit me hard. I have always disliked drawing unnecessary attention to myself, especially making myself an object of pity.

I wondered how he found out. It must be so visible on my face for him to notice.

"Why is it so hard for me to conceal my sadness, even for a moment? Within a few minutes inside the car, and he already found out."

I...