Grandma's Golden Boy
"A few days ago… I had a dream. In it… In it, it showed me that Grandma and I poisoned you. You died. I even cursed you, saying that you were some feminazi who deserved it."
His body began to tremble uncontrollably.
"That wasn't a dream." I met his gaze calmly. "You did that in your past life."
Ryder's eyes widened with incredulity. He sat there, frozen and stupefied by the revelation. The color drained from his face in an instant, leaving behind nothing but a deathly pallor. Despair, regret, pain—every emotion collided across his features before he hunched over in silence.
He slipped from his chair and dropped to his knees with a dull thud. Across the table, he bowed his head heavily toward