People aren't born cold-hearted. Everyone starts out living wanting to be kind to someone, wanting someone to smile at them. I just got that wrong.

──A few years ago.

"I'll take care of it" was my catchphrase, and accepting dumped-on errands with a smile was my daily life. I didn't want to be hated. I wanted a reason to be allowed to stay here. But the hand I offered was trampled on as a convenient stepping stone.