Being an adopted child is not the most stable of lives.
You always question who your parents are.
Would they have loved you if they kept you?
Why did they give you away?
What have you inherited from them genetically?
So obviously I would become a journalist.
(Having a newspaper owner for a adopted father helps.)
Now that I run The Blazing Sun,
all eyes are on me.
But some of those eyes have been watching me all my life…