The Call to Tomorrow
Language: en
On the eve of my wedding, I decided to play a little prank. I called Julian, pretending to be my eighteen-year-old self from the past, trying to make a "time-travel call." My voice was full of bright, bubbly anticipation: "Julian! How are we doing at twenty-seven? Are we getting married? Are we... happy?" The other end of the line was silent for a long time. Then, Julian’s exhausted voice came through: "Not great." "Sarah... my whole life is ruined because of you." "I'm begging you. If there's another parallel universe out there... let me go." I froze. I genuinely thought I had misheard…