A Second Chance at Life
Ninety Thousand Yearsfilthy rich stepdad
"Lucky for me, I was born with a silver spoon, unlike some people, born to parents who abandoned them."
I couldn't help but think back to when Freddie had sat next to me on my bed in my past life, sipping from the bowl of nourishing soup that was supposed to help me recover. He had sneered, "Tyler, you're going to die anyway. Drinking all that soup won't change a thing. I'll just enjoy it for you; no need to thank me."
I wanted to rip him apart right then and there—just the thought of him made my skin crawl.