Melomiri

I Called My Younger Self To Stop My Marriage

Language: en

All because Elias, the self-proclaimed Ascended, coughed during his morning mantra, my father’s business was gutted by sundown. The Guru, perched atop his mountain of self-righteousness, proclaimed: "Your father’s deliberate distraction during my spiritual cleanse was a transgression. This is the universe’s necessary correction." I dragged my crippled right leg—a souvenir from a night I regretted—and filed the lawsuit. The cost was instant and brutal: the company’s swift, ignoble collapse, followed by my father’s fall from our penthouse balcony. He didn't die, but the shock cleaved his…

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