In the shabby apartment infested with crawling rats and buzzing mosquitoes, Scarlette had temporarily rented it from an old, bald man with a well-rounded, big fat tummy for a hundred bucks.
Inserting the rusty key into the keyhole, she pushed the door open, and a cloud of dust erupted, hitting her pale face and making her grimace in disgust.
"Ew! What in the world is this? Is this supposed to be a house? It looks like it belongs to a rat!" Scarlette couldn't contain her disgust as she stepped into the shabby apartment.
The plan was for her to start living independently, taking on the role of the long-lost daughter of Kairro and Celestine Gustavo.
Dressing herself in a worn-out shirt and faded jeans, she trimmed her nails and removed the gel polish. Her eyelash extensions were gone, and she even dyed her hair.
Her once meticulously made-up face now appeared pale, resembling a struggling woman barely scraping by.
