Gone From the World for Good

Summary

On my eighth birthday, I begged my mom to video call my dad, who was supposedly working late.

The moment the call connected, a version of him from ten years in the future appeared on the screen.

My mom held me close and smiled, asking him, "Ten years from now… our Lily has grown up. Was her coming-of-age ceremony a big celebration?"

Dad replied coldly, "She kept trying to one-up Sarah's kid, so I sent her abroad. Too bad her luck ran out—her plane went down."

My mom's face went pale.