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.

was one of the first to dive

years, he made bank running a clothing company

few old guys sipping tea in the courtyard and some

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

as usual, they couldn't

pick up your sister this morning. Why didn't they bring you back too?" Lila asked, her eyes flashing a bit of envy.

in the courtyard was green

famous for being a busybody,

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

the Manners family, she used to say she got car sick and would puke as soon as she got in the car,

wasn't gonna hide it anymore. She didn't care about pleasing the Manners family, so no

but Clara thought I was dirty and wouldn't let me in. What could I do? Lila, you don't know, I live in the storage room at home. As soon as you walk in, there's this

have to wait until Clara's done before

Katniss all the sympathy they

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

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

family is this? If I had a granddaughter like you, I'd treat you like gold. I

act all nice to you, but it's all fake. I can't believe they're so rich and still so cheap

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