The Cold War of Rebirth
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"Mom, take me to the hospital, I'm sick!"
My son, Leo, threw himself at my feet, his little fists hammering my thigh. "My stomach hurts, my head hurts, everything hurts!"
Seeing my young son standing there, tangible and alive, I finally believed it. I was reborn.
The rage from my past life hadn't dissipated.
The thought of the son I raised with such care faking an illness to help Bella scam me out of money—money she used to study abroad while I rotted—made me sick. He had even called her "Mom" with such affection.
I had been a good mother.
