All Chapters of Apocalypse Reborn: My Family Begged But I Shut The Gates: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

Amanda nearly dropped the hospital envelope when she read the result again, her fingers trembling with disbelief. After more than a year of disappointment, she whispered, “I’m finally pregnant.” She pressed one hand over her stomach, tears filling her eyes as a helpless smile spread across her face. “Eric is going to be so happy,” she whispered. “He’s going to be thrilled.” Amanda hurried toward the family house, clutching the result against her chest. She had married Eric, and they had spent the past year desperately trying for their first child. She smiled as she imagined his reaction, remembering every failed test and every night they had promised each other that eventually their prayers would be answered. “We’re finally going to be parents,” she whispered. Amanda pushed open the front door, calling softly for her husband. “Eric?” She waited, smiling expectantly, but the strange silence inside the house made her steps slow. She followed the faint sounds toward their bedroo

“Ivy is burning up!” Katie's terrified scream tore through the house before Amanda could finish reviewing the last bank statement, and footsteps thundered upstairs as panic suddenly swallowed the quiet morning. Amanda slowly lowered her phone. Her expression tightened as Katie appeared on the staircase, clutching nine-month-old Ivy against her chest. Katie's face was drained of color, and her trembling voice barely held together as she hurried toward Susan. “Mom, something is wrong with her." "She’s so hot.” Susan reached for Ivy immediately, pressing her palm against the baby's forehead before recoiling at the heat. Her eyes widened with alarm. “Oh my God, Katie. She has a terrible fever.” Katie's breathing became uneven as she bounced Ivy against her shoulder, desperately trying to soothe her crying. “We need to take her to the hospital. Right now. I think something is seriously wrong.” Amanda remained seated. Back then, Amanda had never waited for anyone to ask. She had sim

“What the hell is going on here!?” Eric's shout crashed through the empty house as he stood halfway down the staircase, staring at the stripped rooms with disbelief twisting his face. Amanda turned slowly from the doorway, her expression calm despite the accusation burning across his features. She folded her arms and met his stare without flinching. “I'm taking back what belongs to me.” Eric stepped onto the bare floor, looking around as though the furniture might somehow reappear if he stared hard enough. His voice dropped dangerously. “You emptied the house?” Amanda watched his eyes move from the missing sofas to the vanished television, refrigerator, appliances, electronics, and decorations. “The things I purchased are mine.” His jaw tightened as realization finally replaced confusion. “You took the furniture, the appliances, the electronics—everything?” Amanda's fingers curled lightly against her sleeve, but her voice remained steady. "What belongs to me, and what I no lo

Raymond crouched beside the unfinished foundation, pressing his palm against the reinforced concrete while Amanda watched him study every crack, joint, and drainage channel with unsettling concentration. “Who designed this section?” he asked, tracing a narrow line where two surfaces met. Amanda folded her arms, watching his expression tighten. “The construction team. They said reinforcement would be enough.” Raymond looked up, his gaze steady. “It won’t be, not if water carries debris at the speed you’re expecting.” Amanda felt a cold thread move through her stomach. “What do you suggest?” she asked, stepping closer to the foundation. Raymond rose, brushing dust from his hands before pointing toward the slope. “We raise this section, reinforce the lower walls, and redirect the drainage away from the main structure.” His tone stayed calm, but his certainty made Amanda listen. “You’re saying the elevation alone isn’t enough.” “I’m saying water doesn’t care how expensive you

Amanda demanded more information about the unknown event, staring at the warning still hanging inside her vision. “What exactly changed?” she asked, her voice tight. “Tell me what you detected beneath the ocean floor.” A.R.I.S. answered without delay. {Environmental movement detected beneath the ocean floor.} Amanda's stomach tightened. She stared at the words, then toward the distant coastline beyond the unfinished fortress, suddenly unable to breathe normally. “What is moving?” Amanda asked. {Unable to identify the source.} Her fingers tightened around her phone. “How deep is it?” {Insufficient information.} Amanda's heart began pounding harder as uncertainty settled deeper inside her. “Then what do you know?” she demanded. {Environmental movement is increasing.} Amanda stared at the message, waiting for something more useful. Nothing appeared. For once, A.R.I.S. had no answer, and that frightened her. She swallowed and tried again. “Is this connected to the catastrophe?” {In