A Message From My Future Self

The year I was sixteen, our house caught fire, and it was my best friend, Serena Quinn, who ran into the flames to save me.

The day I found out Samuel Simmons was cheating, I was ready to kill myself.

It was Serena who snatched up the ashtray and forced him to his knees to beg my forgiveness.

Under her watch, Samuel got himself in line.

He handed over his paycheck card. He even had to check in before going downstairs for a pack of cigarettes.

I thought our marriage had been given a fresh start.

Until a video call came in from my own self, eight years in the future.