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The realisation of what was happening hit me with full force; I had actually been REBORN. The reality was still so confusing that it was hard to grasp. After being burnt by the fire set up by Sophie and Logan, I got reborn, four years before my death. I was reborn four years before everything began to happen. I wasn't crippled, I wasn't vulnerable, I wasn't weak. Sophie’s perplexed expression only deepened as she watched me gaze around like a lost bride. I needed confirmation that this wasn’t some twisted dream. In a frantic gesture, I pinched her hand hard, bracing myself for any sign of illusion. But the sharp pain that followed was all too real.

I stated coldly, "It's honestly not that big of a deal. Regardless of a patient's circumstances, maintaining their privacy is part of our professional code of conduct." Logan's worries vanished after hearing that. He breathed a sigh of relief and mocked the nurse, yelling, "That doctor is absolutely right! You need to study up on professional conduct. Hold on!" He suddenly fixed his gaze on me mid-sentence, his expression shifting slightly. He searched my features with a look of growing suspicion, his lips trembling as he tried to find the words. He eventually whispered, "W-Why do you sound exactly like Mariella?"

Even hearing someone else say them made my chest tighten. "I have repeated the sentence to myself a hundred times and it still doesn't sound real." Cliff leaned back slowly. "But" He struggled to find the words "I thought" "So did I." I finished for him "We both did." "The doctors told Kumba he couldn't have children anymore." "I know." "They were wrong." Or maybe "Maybe they weren't completely wrong." Dr. Valentina explained that sometimes fertility comes back." "It's rare but it happens." Cliff rubbed both hands over his face.

“Don’t make this ugly.” Ugly? I quit MIT for him. I learned to cook his mother’s soup. I knelt when she called me trash. I buried his child alone while he was inside Celine. And _I_ was making it ugly? I looked past him. At Celine. At her hand on her stomach. _His baby._ “You’re due in March?” My voice was flat. Celine blinked. “What?” “The baby. You’re five months. March due date.” Lucas’s fingers twitched on my jaw.

She saw her books and found a white card—it was her thesis advising card. She read it carefully and muttered, “So… it really is 2015. This year, I’m still a senior and am in the process of submitting my thesis.” She swallowed nervously and muttered in confusion, “Is this … real? Have I gone back in time?”

All Alex wanted to do was crush Shamus. Now that he thought about it, this was a very suitable gift for Cheryl. As a doctor herself and a descendant of the Immortal Doctor, it was a waste for her to stay cooped up in the current Ganoderma. Moreover, with the help of both Guilherme Extraordinaire and the miracle doctor of California, she should manage a much more advanced hospital that would suit her current status. “Immortal Doctor?” Shamus was shocked to his core. “Is… Is it really the actual Immortal Doctor? The lord of all medical clans… Could it be that the Immortal Doctor was reborn?”

… Later on, my best friend told me how Clara aged at lightning speed and ultimately had to rely on expensive medical equipment to stay alive. Mirabelle, on the other hand, insisted on having Marcus' baby despite the scandal. However, because she was a woman of advanced maternal age who never went for prenatal checkups, her child was born with Down syndrome. She took her son to fight for the Pembroke family's inheritance, but they refused to acknowledge him and even sent Marcus to Rivora to lie low. With nowhere else to turn, she went online to livestream her sob story. The feud between them blew up so badly that it eventually made national news.

The doctor couldn't understand why someone would want to pronounce herself dead after she had just given birth to a child; it seemed she was running away from her responsibilities as a mother. - END OF FLASHBACKS -

I flickered my eyes open only to see the faint blurry vision of a white ceiling. ”She is waking up," I heard someone say, which made me close my eyes and open them again. Different questions flooded my mind. Did I get Rebirth again? Did I die only to wake up again? Someone held my hand and it seemed the person was trying to check my pulse. I looked at the person more closely, and I recognized the person as a doctor because of the white coat. “She has regained consciousness," The Doctor said, and I heard the echoing footsteps of someone.

“The most important thing is getting her psychological trauma treated before her third trimester because of the baby..." Zaire’s expression turned calm, and his eyes narrowed. “Searching for Doctor David." Upon hearing this, the doctor’s eyes widened, and he almost faltered due to shock. “Dav. David? Doctor David? That genius doctor? Is he alive? Didn’t the news broadcast his death one time?” He exclaimed in bewilderment. “Retired to rest,” Zaire explained, meaning that the doctor had faked his death just to escape from the media and rest for the rest of his life.