A burqa-clad woman stood at a large window with blinds, her curvy body covered in a black lace maid apron. She held a picture of herself in her hands, staring at it intently. Suddenly, she heard the

A burqa-clad woman stood at a large window with blinds, her curvy body covered in a black lace maid apron. She held a picture of herself in her hands, staring at it intently. Suddenly, she heard the sound of footsteps approaching and quickly hid the picture behind her back. As she turned around to face whoever had entered the room, she saw that it was just an old man who had come to deliver some papers. She breathed a sigh of relief and thanked him for his service before he left the room. As she looked down at the picture again, she couldn't help but feel a sense of longing for what could have been if only things had been different.