Chapter 341: Fate

In the evening, she closed the door, first took off her clothes and put on a cotton nightgown she had made herself, without wearing any underwear, not even a chest binder, and suddenly felt that her whole being was breathing more freely.

Binding her chest was indeed too uncomfortable. If she could endure it, she would—the winter months would arrive in a few months and she could wear looser clothing. At home during the summer it didn't matter, but once at school, she would suffer.

Not afraid of causing any problems, she stretched comfortably, walked in front of the mirror and looked at the wound on her head.