30

I had a complete falling out with my family. When I left, my younger brother kicked over a chair in anger, and my dad smashed the TV. They yelled, "If you want to go, just go, and never come back to this house!"

My mom cried, saying, "Kathryn, we're doing this for your own good. He’s just a murderer…”

But if it weren't for him, I might have died in my early teens.

Without looking back, I left home and found a random motel to stay in.

As the start of the school year approached, I packed my bags and headed to Harvard alone.

In college, I was always incredibly busy.

Busy with my studies, busy making money.

I always thought about saving up enough money as soon as possible so that one day, when I found Trevis, he wouldn't have to struggle for a living anymore.

One day during my junior year of college, I took a leave of absence and returned to Anglos City.

It was supposed to be the day Trevis got released from prison. I had no idea where to find him, so I stood outside the priso