I opened my laptop, the screen casting a pale glow in the dimly lit hospital room. My fingers moved across the keys, typing out everything I could remember since this second chance at life began. The moments spilled out like puzzle pieces, scattered and jagged.
Gabriel and Jessica's betrayal.
The chaos at the mall and Jason's unexpected rescue.
Lola's ordeal—eerily similar to what I experienced before.
The strange moment when I thought I could stop time.
I wrote Question Lola next to the bullet point. What did she know? Was she another pawn in this twisted game of rebirth and secrets or did she have her own secrets?
Was she reborn too? As me?
The thought made me shiver.
That was sick.
Though good name, Rebirth and Secrets.
I instantly changed the file name to that.