Chapter 6

After getting herself ready, Katniss crashed for a couple of hours. Come evening, she grabbed her prescription and headed to the pharmacy to snag her meds. Walking in, she handed the script to the pharmacist with a grin, "Hey, can you hook me up with these meds and grind 'em into powder? Thanks a bunch." The pharmacist took a look and smiled back, "Sure thing, just a sec."

About ten minutes later, the pharmacist handed Katniss a bag full of powdered meds and started ringing her up.

"That'll be seventy-eight bucks," the pharmacist said.

Katniss pulled out a wad of cash from her bag, counted it, and handed it over.

Holding the heavy bag of meds, she felt a sting in her chest. She only had three hundred bucks, and this bag of meds cost nearly eighty. Making money ain't easy!

Finding a part-time gig was a must; otherwise, she'd be starving.

She also grabbed some honey, planning to make pills when she got home.

Speaking of home, did she even have one? But until she could stand on her own, she still had to go back to The Manners Villa.

The Manners Villa was tucked behind the clothing factory's residential area, with a unique three-story house and some pretty distinctive decor.

ditched his job and was one

years, he made bank running a clothing company and

old guys sipping tea in the courtyard and some

alone with her canvas shoulder bag, they weren't too shocked,

as usual, they

didn't they bring you back too?" Lila asked, her eyes flashing a

in the courtyard was green

famous for being a busybody, always sticking her

super "concerned" about their family drama. How did she

cover for the Manners family, she used to say she got car sick and would puke as

time, Katniss wasn't gonna hide it anymore. She didn't care about pleasing the Manners

the car, but Clara thought I was dirty and wouldn't let me in. What could I do? Lila, you don't know, I live

have to wait until Clara's done before I can eat. The clothes I wear are Clara's hand-me-downs, and this

and gave Katniss all the

rolling in dough, yet they treated their own flesh and blood like a maid

for show. They only had eyes for Clara, their adopted

of family is this? If I had a granddaughter like you, I'd

I can't believe they're so rich and still so

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