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

with a bitter laugh, wondering if this cycle of kidnapping

last second, the place was flooded

and a

wrapped around me, and I was lifted into

see my savior, but I was overwhelmed

saw Claude being

this life, Claude chose

I wasn't overjoyed, just relieved to say goodbye to

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

Crying, I lost consciousness.

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sterile smell of

up abruptly, touching my stomach, and

there, checking on me with a

could speak,

him,

have

still

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