169. The Man Who Keeps His Word

Roman

Restraint is louder than people think and I have learnt that the hard way.

Restraint isn’t silence. It isn’t calm. Not. Instead, it is noise held behind the teeth, pressure locked in the chest, hands curled into fists that never quite unclench. It is waking up every day knowing exactly what you want to do… and choosing not to… no, fighting with yourself not to.

Nairobi taught me that.

No, that’s not true. The children did.

Their voices have ...