Luxury never made me happy. It's just a distraction from this solitary world, only filling the shallow holes and never satiating the emptiness deep in my soul. At the end of the day, after the fleeting feeling of happiness had gone, I still find myself craving for something, aching for one thing that could make me whole.
Million dollar question is: What could that be?
Could it be something I don't have? Could it be someone I've never met?
My name's Gab and I was sent to Chicago to fulfill my Uncle's wish and somehow escape this predicament. Then I ask myself, will I find it here?
Do all roads take you to the right places?
And in the event of finding it, will it make me whole, complete or even happy?