“Garry, send me your bank details. I’ll transfer enough to cover a car or whatever else you need for this.” Lucian’s tone on the other end of the line was steady, reassuring. “Don’t worry, I lack everything… except money.”
Garry listened quietly, a slight smile tugging at his lips as he heard Lucian’s familiar, slightly over-the-top offer. He could picture his friend’s expression, earnest yet calm, that usual calmness hiding a deep loyalty he rarely voiced.
“Yeah…” Garry replied, voice softening, his emotions catching up to him as he glanced out the window. No one else would know how rich Lucian truly was, how much he’d built up on his own. It wasn’t inherited wealth either it was Lucian’s own.
Garry knew Lucian’s money wasn’t just a product of his family; Lucian had started earning as young as thirteen, but he had kept his earnings hidden, quiet, never showing off.
“Trust me, I’ll take advantage of you as much as I can,” Garry chuckled, keeping the mood light even though he didn’t care about money. He hadn’t, not for a long time now. After everything he’d been through in his past life, reaching levels of success that most could only dream of, he realized money was the least of his concerns.
But the idea of his mother not having to endure another embarrassing, painful moment that was priceless.
“Send me your bank details,” Lucian’s voice crackled through the line, bringing him back to the present.
“Alright, I will.” Garry typed his information quickly, pressing send. He set the phone down, staring up at the ceiling. He couldn’t remember the last time he felt this at ease, as though the world was finally beginning to make sense. After everything, being thrown back in time wasn’t just a second chance; it was a miracle.
Now, he could rewrite his story every regret, every missed opportunity, all of it could be made right.
He closed his eyes, feeling a wave of gratitude for this strange, unexpected gift. He could finally protect his mother from the humiliation she’d faced, the pain that still echoed in his memory, and offer her a moment of joy she deserved.
His phone buzzed again. He glanced at it, a small grin spreading across his face as he saw the incoming message notification. His grin turned to a startled laugh when he saw the bank transfer confirmation: $50 million had landed in his account.
“That maniac,” Garry muttered, shaking his head. He’d only told Lucian he needed enough to buy a single car. But even as he thought it, he knew this gesture was pure Lucian generous to a fault, treating loyalty and friendship as priceless. They had only really known each other a short time now, but Lucian hadn’t changed at all.
Garry’s heart ached with gratitude, knowing that his friend still had his back, no questions asked.
A second notification popped up a message from Lucian himself.
He opened it.
From Lucian: “Some people are so poor… so poor, that all they have is money. I’m one of those. And money is all I can really offer, so take it, and make the day memorable for your mom. She deserves that and more. I never had a chance to do this for anyone close to me, and I envy you, Garry.”
Garry’s grin faded as he read, his heart sinking with understanding.
“My family is cursed with money. It’s what they worship, but it’s hollow without meaning. Having everything isn’t the blessing most people think. Not when you lack the things that matter.”
If he hadn’t already known Lucian so well, he might have thought this was arrogance. But he did know, all too well. Lucian’s message wasn’t about showing off; it was a deep-seated sadness, a reminder of the emptiness wealth had brought him.
Despite all his family’s fortune, Lucian was an outsider within his own world, and the depth of that loneliness seemed to stretch far beyond anything Garry could easily grasp.
Garry found himself moved, realizing that Lucian had sent him far more than money. He had sent him the ability to offer his mother something that couldn’t be bought dignity, pride, and joy. His mother would finally have her moment, standing confidently in front of the car without feeling inferior, no longer in the shadow of anyone else’s success.
Garry’s gaze fell back to the ceiling, his thoughts swirling. He knew, without a doubt, that Lucian’s words were a painful truth. The irony of life was clear to him now, sharper than ever how some people had so little, but cherished it so deeply, while others had too much, yet none of what they truly needed.
Garry sighed, the weight of his thoughts heavy on his heart. “Sigh… I’ll have to return something far more priceless than money to Lucian,” he murmured to himself, a trace of sadness mingling with resolve in his voice.
Regressing back in time felt like a miracle, a second chance to rewrite his past mistakes and regrets. But this new life came with its own price a haunting reminder of all he had lost and the painful memories that now accompanied him.
He wished, deep down, that Lucian and his other friends could have been regressed as well, so they could share in this second chance, relive those bonds, and rebuild their friendship as it once was.
Garry’s gaze drifted, unfocused, as he imagined a life where they all had come back together, aware of their past and the scars it had left. The image was almost too much to bear, and he felt a pang in his chest. “Maybe,” he thought, “this is a mission that only I can do… a gift and burden, both from the hands of fate.”
He clenched his fists, the memory of his biggest regret from his previous life crashing into him like a wave. A vivid, heartbreaking image of Lucian’s anguished face flashed before him, a memory so raw and painful it made his fists tighten.
The broken look in Lucian’s eyes, the one that had never healed, the decision that had led him to the edge… all for a woman who had torn his heart apart and left him in pieces.
“Not this time,” Garry vowed, his voice barely a whisper, but filled with unshakeable determination. “I’ll save you, Lucian. I won’t let you hurt yourself again, no matter what it takes. This time, you won’t suffer in silence. I’ll stop you from repeating the same path. I won’t let you fall apart like that.”
Garry’s jaw clenched, his knuckles white from the intensity of his grip. The regret, the helplessness he’d felt in his last life… he had sworn never to feel that way again. Lucian’s pain had been his own, a scar that Garry carried with him, fueling his resolve. He would do anything to keep Lucian from reliving that nightmare, even if it meant facing that dark path head-on.
After a moment, his fists slowly relaxed as a different thought drifted into his mind a warm, bittersweet memory of his mother. She, too, had been one of his regrets. In his last life, he had failed to give her the happiness she deserved, always arriving just a little too late, too caught up in his ambitions to realize that time was slipping away.
Now, with this second chance, he had all the time he needed.
Garry’s lips curled into a grin, a spark of joy and anticipation lighting up his face. “But before anything else… I’ll make my mother happy,” he said softly, feeling a rare warmth spread through his chest. He could almost hear her laughter, see her smile, in a life where she hadn’t yet known all the hardships they’d faced.
“Haha,” he chuckled, his eyes bright with a mix of determination and relief. This time, he wouldn’t let anything get in the way.
As he thought of the endless regrets that had piled up in his previous life, his expression grew more serious. There were so many things left undone, so many words unspoken, people he had let slip away. Yet here he was, handed a second chance to mend those broken pieces, to create a world where the people he loved wouldn’t have to bear the same scars.
“What a gift this is,” he thought, staring at his clenched hands. “A gift from fate… from God… I won’t waste a single moment.”
Garry’s face hardened, a fierce resolve etching itself into his expression. This was his mission to rewrite the future, to protect the people he cared for, and to make sure they all lived without regrets. Knowing the future was a responsibility, a burden, and a blessing all at once, and he was prepared to carry it.
This time, he would live deliberately. He would make choices to protect those he cared about, to nurture their happiness, and to face whatever challenges fate threw at him. With a deep breath, he steeled himself, ready to face the road ahead.
“Let’s begin,” he whispered, his gaze sharp and filled with purpose. The future, his future, was now his to shape, and he intended to leave no stone unturned.
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