Money's tighter than it should be, and I'm embarrassed at myself for not noticing sooner.
Being a landlady might pay off eventually, but right now it's endless repairs - burst pipes, pests, and the tenant calling at all hours. Every fix costs hundreds and our savings are slipping fast.
I've been thinking of ways to keep things afloat, and running a market stall seems like the best option. I know a good supplier for pastries thanks to my barista job. And I can ask your bestie, Aunt Nurul, to teach me the ropes about running one.
If I can make it work, we won't have to scramble for every repair and bill. Not that I told Zhafira - there's no reason for her to bear my mistakes. She's in her senior year after all, with finals coming up.
Zhafira
Vanesha's at it again, keeping things from me. But snooping is my specialty and I needn't even look far.
Our finance troubles have become public entertainment at the local hangout, courtesy of Nurul's loose lips. I'm supposed to call her 'Aunt', but that vulture doesn't deserve it.
I hate Nurul, and I hate that Vanesha never trusts me. She always dangles school work over my head, as if being in school makes me less capable.
I can do both. I can earn money and keep up with school. With my Book of Secrets, I'm sitting on a gold mine - I can ask for a keeper's fee, if you know what I mean..
But I'll have to explain where the money came from, and Vanesha will never accept it. Think. Zhafira. Think.
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