Chapitre 56: mama

Garry took a deep breath as he stood up from his bed, feeling his determination sink deeper into him. Moving to his wardrobe, he rummaged through it, looking for something decent to wear. Pulling out a dark jacket and a clean white shirt, he put them on, adjusting the collar as he glanced at himself in the mirror. He looked younger than he felt at only eighteen, his reflection didn't yet carry the strength and chiseled features he'd earned in his last life. He muttered to himself, "I look… so young… and poor," with a wry smile, thinking of how much he'd once changed over the years. But today, this would be enough.