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.

crawled towards me,

life," I said with a bitter laugh, wondering if this cycle of kidnapping could have been

place was flooded with red laser dots

door was kicked open, and

gently wrapped around me, and

my savior, but I was overwhelmed by

Claude being helped up, looking

life, Claude

to say goodbye to the

stomach made me curl up and cry out weakly for help, "Save my baby, please. Will

Crying, I lost consciousness.

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awoke, the sterile smell of disinfectant surrounded

my stomach, and my gaze

checking on me with

anyone could speak,

bo him,

have

it still

a heartbeat?" Content Belongs