After getting both her phones stolen, Tahra had no choice but to get another one—a much cheaper one than the one she had before. By the time she had gotten it, she only had about 600 dollars left in her account. Having stepped out early enough, Tahra made her way to the border walls as fast as she could, managing to get to her post in time.
Tahra sat by the wall in silence, trying to figure out what to do. She had only a little money left and wasn't sure it would last the month, especially since she was staying in a guest house while her home was being repaired. She sighed, thinking, I've sent letters asking to be reassigned to another apartment, but they keep getting ignored.
She debated whether or not to tell Arshe if he showed up. He was always busy, and she didn't want to add to his worries. Hours passed as she mulled over her situation, the uncertainty weighing heavily on her.
