Before dawn broke, I was already at the port bonded zone with my team, crouched at the dock going through stacks of paper documents, spending the entire morning like that.
By afternoon, I was back on the move again, meeting business partners and coordinating with government infrastructure departments without a pause.
It was a grueling routine, nothing like the cushioned life I had once lived with the Pagano family.
Yet it was exactly this relentless pace that made me feel, little by little, as if I were waking up again.
Unlike my days with the Pagano family, I no longer needed Louisa's approval for every decision I made. After so many years of losing myself, I had finally reclaimed the authority to choose for myself. Gradually, even the colleagues who worked alongside me every day bega
