Chapter 118

Imogen

I went through most of my life never suspicious of people, but right then everyone looked shady. I didn’t know if I’d ever regain my trust in society.

And I hated it.

Before all this, I’d been a nice person. Even one of those annoying positive morning people. Companies made rude cups about people like me. I didn’t care. In fact, I considered it one of my finer points. There were worse things in life than being a morning person. Like drug dealers and corrupt cops.

You had two options in life—go through it and see everything negatively or find a new opportunity.

I tried to find the opportunity as much as possible. Unfortunately, it was pretty damn hard to find one in our current situation.

Deep in my soul, I believed people were inherently good.

But lately, I’d been surrounded by a bunch of assholes.