Leo tried to close it. The window stayed open.
Leo stared. The math was a nightmare loop. If he won, his future self lost, which meant his past self would never make the trades that led to the win. If he lost, his future self won, which erased his present motivation to avoid losing. I Dare You To Trade Book Pdf
Leo looked at his hands. They were his. But the knuckles ached—just a little—as if they were already beginning to remember the future. Leo tried to close it