Chapter 66

Katniss dropped the curtain and flicked on the living room light.

The living room had taken the worst hit-sofa, chairs, tables, all trashed, and the walls were splattered with red paint.

The renovation crew had repainted the walls white, covering up the ugly red mess. Now, all she had to do was get new furniture.

Sure, she could buy new stuff, but it wouldn't be the same as what Aurora had.

The house felt empty, all the familiar things were gone. Katniss felt a weird sense of unfamiliarity.

She took a quick look around and then left.

She went out and bought a bunch of white lilies.

Katniss hopped on the bus to the cemetery on the outskirts of town. Aurora was buried in the northern cemetery, thanks to Oliver. It was pretty fancy, for appearances' sake.

It was almost nine now, and the cemetery was deserted, no streetlights, just the cold wind howling.

Katniss was dressed lightly, feeling like she was in an icebox. Her exposed hands and feet were already turning a bit blue.

Finally, she got to the cemetery. The caretaker, an old man, shone his flashlight in her face. "The gates are closed now. If you want to pay your respects, come back tomorrow morning."

Katniss was taken aback, "I'm sorry, I didn't know you couldn't visit at night."

Not wanting to cause trouble, she apologized quietly and turned to leave.

The caretaker saw Katniss, a young girl, standing in the cold wind with thin clothes and holding flowers. She must have had some grievance and no one to talk to, so she came to pay respects to her deceased relative. How pitiful.

"Alright, alright, come in. But make it snappy," the caretaker said.

following her memory, found Aurora's

black-and-white photo showed Aurora's aged

and she placed the flowers in front of

I'm useless. I was bullied so badly in my past life, and I don't have much ability to fight back in this

liked Clara. I'm not doing well, not well at all. Today, Desmond even scolded me, saying I'm vain and

one protects me anymore. They even dare to block my door, preventing me from entering my own house, and Simon went even further, smashing your things! But I didn't let him get away with it. I had him locked up in the police station for a week, and Oliver

patted the dust off her

as she left the

out her phone and saw

back yet? Did something

was a bit hoarse from talking so much, "I went back to my grandma's house. The renovation workers called me

tell you. It's my fault for making you

that Katniss was okay, Wesley was relieved and told her to

to Wesley's house, it

in, trying not to make any noise

on. Katniss turned around, surprised, to see Micah standing there with a stern look on his face. "Where did

you? I went back to my grandma's

staring at her, "Tell me

Aurora's house, it's so late now. The house isn't

my grandma." Micah was smart, and Katniss knew she couldn't

frowned slightly. "Why did you suddenly go to

lowered her head,

about

told Micah, would he believe

she learned from Aurora, she dared to treat

it, go wash up and rest early. Don't let Wesley worry again." Micah glanced at her and

he turned and went back to

and Katniss breathed a sigh

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