My name is Paul, and I still remember how people laughed when they saw the small ring I wore on my finger. To them, it was just an ordinary piece of metal, but to me, it represented my last hope. I was a man drowning in failure  my business had collapsed, debts were piling up, and even my closest friends had started avoiding me. My relatives whispered behind my back, calling me cursed and lazy. I was desperate for a breakthrough, something that could completely change my life.
For years, I had tried everything hard work, loans, and even relocating to a new town but nothing worked. Every time I made progress, something strange would happen and ruin everything.…CONTINUE READING
