The visions became flashes, I could see bits and pieces of my parents life after that. I saw my old home where I grew up with my Mom and Dad before he left. I saw the fights I never knew they had; Mom was always nagging about money and Dad was struggling to get us by.

But his family was so rich, didn't he have friends who would get him a job? It was as if his past life didn't exist and he didn't care. He was always kind to Mom and me, he tried as much as he could to get me nice things too.

He secretly met his...