KILLIAN
Since my childhood, I always wanted more, for myself and others too. It was a sort of innate desire to be better than I was.
The truth is, I always wanted a better life. When I was younger, I couldn't really picture what a better life would look like, but I guess the vague idea I had was enough to keep me longing for it. And don't get it twisted; I still longed for a better life.
The lady on the bed with me was one of the first women I had been intimate with. Her name is Griselda Grass— yes, she was an orphan. Griselda was quite an anomaly amongst orphans, being that most orphans in Agroman lived on the streets and in many cases, didn't make it to adulthood, not to talk about old age. But Griselda was tough and perhaps that was what made me like her as a teenager.
"I’m guessing
