Chapter 3Budget Barbie: The Repo Life of a Fake Heiress

Twenty minutes later, my Uber arrived.

The driver got out, opened the umbrella, and opened the door for me. I felt like a princess again—totally worth the 20% surge pricing.

I don’t know what’s wrong with heroines in TV dramas. They get kicked out and insist on walking in the rain until they get pneumonia, just to max out the angst.

I don’t have money for American healthcare.

Life is hard enough; I’m not going to suffer for the aesthetic.