Rebirth Into My Second Chance

Max told me if I died, he couldn't live without me. He followed me into this life. He thought I hadn't been reborn and still loved Claude.

"Max, give me some space to think." I ran out of the room as if fleeing for my life, torn between fearing Max's words were true and hoping they were false, unable to even admit to myself that I had been reborn. I ran for what felt like forever, my stomach twisting in agonizing pain. I called Richard, and he came to pick me up quickly. When he found me, I was in so much pain that my clothes were completely soaked. I told him. "Richard, save me and my baby."

I held on until he found me and then allowed myself to faint. In my past life, when I got kidnapped and tried to escape, I felt this same pain. The pain was all too familiar.

"Save the baby..." Even in my dreams, I was crying out to save the baby.

When I woke up, I was on an IV drip. Seeing me awake, Richard immediately took my hand. "Hey, it's okay now."This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

It was all just a dream. Even what Max told me must have been part of that dream.

"The baby..." I spoke softly, and Richard frowned slightly, "Claire, why are you so fixated on having a baby? You just had a case of severe cramps from running too fast after eating, not because you're pregnant."

I felt deflated. I was not pregnant after all.

No, I had planned for so long. "No, I must get pregnant, Richard, I have to."

But Richard shook his head. "Claire, maybe we should see a therapist. I'm worried about you. I don't know when you might break down."

I thought, 'Even Richard thinks I've lost it?'

I shook my head. "No, Richard, I'm calm. I need this child. I need to track down the people who killed me, those who harmed others from the Haven of Hope Orphanage. Did you know? I read the autopsy reports, and all the victims were kids adopted from our orphanage. Anyone who got pregnant met with trouble. Richard, please believe me."

But Richard still thought I was out of my mind.

I said, "In my past life, the person who killed me did it because I was pregnant."

But all Richard could offer me was a look of pain and confusion. "Claire, there's no past life, and you don't have a child."

He pressed the call button. "Give her a sedative."

I pushed him away. "Richard, do you even hear yourself? Why are you giving me a sedative? I told you, I'm perfectly sane."

Richard said worriedly, "Claire, you're

delusional. There's no such thing as reincarnation. And you don't have a

child It's all in your dreal ov

As the doctor and nurse came in, ready to restrain me, I pleaded with Richard. "What's wrong with you? Why won't you believe me?"

I felt desperate as they held me down.

Just as the needle was about to pierce my skin, the door to the hospital room burst open.

"Stop."

Through my tears, I thought I saw Max.

But this time, Richard stood in Max's way. "What are you doing here?"

What was going on with Richard?

"Richard, I know you're angry with me over how handled Tracey's situation, but Claire has nothing to do with this. Let her go." Max's.

words left me utterly confusel ne

From my limited perspective, what was I seeing and missing?

"Max, don't upset Claire further. The psychologist has diagnosed her with a psychological disorder. I fear she might not recover. I'm considering having her committed to a mental hospital."