Zigger
I already accepted that I wouldn't be able to live a normal life like most people do.
When my father decided to leave the organization and I was forced to take over his place, I knew right then that living a normal life would be far from my reach. It's a price I wouldn't be able to pay, no matter how much money I had in my account.
I couldn't even be seated in a room with people without thinking one of them wants to kill me—or planning to.
I couldn't even feel relaxed driving my car on the road without thinking someone's car was tailing to ambush me.
I had to be assertive with the new people I met and had to be alert to my surroundings because I never knew when someone would pull out a gun and point it at me.
I had to study every situation thoroughly and think critically for s
