As the sun dipped below the horizon, Pasco looked
out over the city. Phnom Penh had become his
sanctuary, a place where he could breathe freely, but now it felt as though the walls were closing in. For the first time in years, he felt the weight of his father's shadow bearing down on him.
But as the city lights flickered to life, Pasco made a
silent vow. He would fight for the life he wanted, no
matter the cost. Because for him, freedom wasn't
just a choice—it was everything