# I apologize for not making a use of personalization later in the chapter to narrate Ndeye's life in captivity, but it's just that I'm still struggling with personalization. Enjoy the read.
Standing outside the door of Moha's room, Ndeye, although dressed in her pajamas, was beginning to feel cold and regret having come here relying on Fa'Bintou's advice, all her courage having vanished. After a few minutes of immobility and indecision, she decided to turn back and try again. Only, she saw Ma'Khady coming dressed in a sexy nightie, even a little too sexy, which was enough to make her green with envy. Caught up in an impulse of audacity and courage, she retraced her steps to knock on the door.