Out of sight, out of mind.

The middle-aged woman exited the bus at the edge of town.

The bus finally reached its last stop. Unbuckling his seatbelt, the driver left his seat and called out to Sabrina, still at the rear of the bus. "Miss, the destination is here. You should get off the car. Miss?"

Sabrina, lost in thought, snapped back to reality.

"Oh, right."

She disembarked through the rear door.

There were several other buses at the station. One of them had its doors open, and passengers were Lining up to board.

Sabrina joined the queue and stepped onto the bus. She found a seat at the back, the same seat she had sat in on the previous bus.

She remained motionless as she observed the ebb and flow of passengers.

As each fellow passenger disembarked, another took their place.

Eventually, they reached the starting point of her aimless journey.

As she stepped off, it was noon.

She boarded another bus and got off a few stops down. After covering a short distance on foot, she found herself on a street renowned for its local food stalls.

The snack street was teeming with people during lunchtime.

Youngsters were the primary crowd here, either couples or groups of friends.

Sabrina navigated through the snack street, waiting in line to buy a hot dog.

She retrieved her wallet from her bag, revealing several hundred-dollar bills.

She handed one to the stall owner.

The young man, taken aback, stuttered, "Miss, do you have a ten-dollar bill? Or you could use your mobile for payment. I'm short on change."

He removed his gloves to show her the cash register, nearly empty.