Ivy.Two weeks later…Things didn't get better. Instead, the shared house smelled worse, and I was finding it difficult to survive here.My skin kept breaking out, and I lost all the confidence I had built over the years.Everything went pretty sideways. It never got better.My stomach had stopped growling like it had simply given up.Lila was broke too.She had started skipping her own shifts just to keep an eye on me, and last night she had finally said the words out loud while we sat in the dark.“You have to take the job, Ivy. You have to take the job at Noah’s place. I don’t have anything else to give you. We are both going under,” she said bluntly, and I understood her.No one was meant to take care of someone they weren't related to.It hurt me so much, but I really couldn't blame her.I had told her no again, and she walked out in annoyance.“I'm sick and tired of you, Ivy. Do you want to be spoon-fed every time? Now, tell me. If I wasn't around you, would you have survived un
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