Rebirth Into My Second Chance

Tears blurred my vision as I watched Claude, wielding a baseball bat like a modern-day knight, bravely fighting off three thugs who had us cornered.

It felt like a victory.

Claude had come to my rescue in this life, heroic and unwavering, and suddenly, I felt a sense of peace wash over me.

I struggled to my feet, desperate to escape, but one of the thugs noticed. He grabbed my hair and threw me against a nearby pillar, my stomach slamming hard against the unforgiving concrete. Pain shot through me, drenched in cold sweat.

And there was Kate, in the corner, cackling like a witch out of some dark fairy tale.

I curled up, praying for Claude to win this impossible fight. But as Claude fell, beaten down, Kate's laughter pierced the air, "Saving her means risking your life. Is it really worth it?" Was it really worth it?

"Claire, it's worth it." Claude, kneeling on one knee, looked up at me through gritted teeth.

Then, a thug struck her head, and she collapsed in front of me.

The debt of a past life's rescue repaid in this moment.

I was frozen in shock.

The thugs, triumphant, began to advance on us, crudely tearing at my clothes in front of Claude.

towards

with a bitter

was flooded with

kicked open, and a

losing consciousness, a jacket was gently wrapped

open my eyes to see my savior, but I was overwhelmed by a familiar, comforting scent.

saw Claude being helped up, looking

life, Claude

overjoyed, just relieved to say goodbye

sharp pain in my stomach made me curl up and cry

Crying, I lost consciousness.

QUMS

awoke, the sterile smell of disinfectant surrounded

up abruptly, touching my stomach, and my

was there, checking on me with a clipboard

anyone could speak,

him,

have

it still

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