currency book

Ace never felt like others. Where he saw others making connections, caring for each other, living fulfilling lives, he saw the pieces he was missing. He saw the feelings he didn''''t know how to feel, and even though he learned how to fake all of them, he hated that none of it was ever real. He hated how effortless it was for everyone else, how he had to work constantly just to seem like a real person while everyone else was just born human. He hated a lot of things, but there were two things he hated differently than the rest: his name, and his father for giving it to him.