My Future Ex Warned Me First
Language: en
The night before Viola proposed to me, my mother was diagnosed with a malignant tumor. Combining every cent I had in the world, I was still thirty thousand dollars short of the deposit required for her emergency surgery. I called Viola, sobbing, begging to borrow the money. But the voice that answered her phone belonged to her—three years in the future. "Viola... my mom gets better, right?" I whispered into the receiver, my hand trembling against my chest. "You’ll help me save her. You always do, right?" Silence stretched over the line, heavy and cold, for three agonizing seconds. When…