I was reborn?

I could hear distorted voices even though my eyes were shut close. I wanted to know what was going on. Am I in the afterlife??

When the voice started to get clearer, I finally recognized who it was.

I pushed myself to open my eyes because I was dying to see him. Please, God, give me one last chance to see him!

When I finally managed to open my eyes, I saw him standing right in front of me, talking to someone on his phone like nothing had happened.

“Dad...”I called, gaining his attention.

He turned to face me immediately after he heard my voice and I noticed how relieved he looked. He ended the call with the person he was talking to.

"Cathy..."He called as he walked towards me and engulfed me in a very tight hug.

I hugged him back tightly, ignoring the pain I felt in my lower abdomen.

I never really thought that I would see him again, not this soon. I guess it's probably because I'm dead too but I didn't care.

As long as I was in his arms right now.

He pulled away and stared at me when he heard me crying.

"What's wrong Cathy? Why are you crying??"

Cathy...it felt so warm hearing that name again. Dad was the only one that called me that.

"I'm just so happy to see you, Dad. I can't believe that you would be here, with me."

"Why wouldn't I be? You're my daughter and I'll always be where you are." He whispered as he wiped my tears with his thumb making me smile happily.

I don't really care if we are both dead. As long as I am with him again, everything's fine.

"By the way Dad.. where am I?" I asked as I looked around me. I didn't really take the time to check my surroundings when I first woke up but now, I could see that we were at a hospital. A very familiar one at that.

"You collapsed yesterday so I rushed you here." He explained.

"Collapsed?? I didn't really think that dead people could collapse too." I muttered but he still heard me. My statement made his face sink.

"I'm so sorry Cathy..." He whispered and his voice filled with guilt, making my heart pound. Why did he say that? Was he going to leave me again?

"Why? What's wrong??" I asked carefully, my voice was shaking.

He sucked in a deep breath, "I'm sorry...we couldn't save the baby."

"Wait.. what baby??"

Dad was taken aback when I asked that question.

"You've been pregnant for four weeks. Don't you remember??"

Pregnant?? For four weeks?? If I remember correctly, I was only pregnant once for Andrew and that was about three years ago...wait a minute.

"Dad, what's the name of this hospital?" I asked nervously as a crazy thought crept into my mind.

"Saint Paul's hospital. Why do you ask?"

"Can I see your phone?" I asked again after taking a deep breath, ignoring his first question.

I know my questions might confuse him but he still granted my request. This is my Dad, who always put my needs first in everything.

I couldn't control the trembling of my hands as I scrutinized his phone. And as I had expected, the phone was his but an old model, which looked like the same one he used about three years ago.

I clicked on the on button and the first thing that greeted me was the time and date.

"15th of May 2021."

I gasped and covered my mouth in shock. I can't believe it.

But I already died.. how did this come??

"What's wrong Cathy? Why are you acting like this??" Dad asked in worry but I was in my thoughts.

How did this happen? I had gone back in time to the day that I lost my baby. But how? Also why??

My thought came back to my last wish that I made before I died. Was it because God answered me? I am really alive... so is my father and he's also healthy. And I still had enough time to correct all the mistakes.

I laughed crazily in excitement but Dad had a worried look on.

"I need to go get the doctor to check up on you, you're acting weird." He said and wanted to stand up but I pulled him back towards me.

"I'm fine Dad. There's nothing wrong with me." I said in an attempt to make him stop worrying.

"Are you sure? You don't look so good." The worried look still hadn't died off. I was about to reply when the door was pushed open from the outside and Andrew walked in hastily.

His appearance changed the air in the room.

Everything that he did to me came rushing back in full force. Seeing his face brought back the anger and feeling of betrayal within me.

Dad wasn't exempted. He had this annoyed look on but tried not to show it because of me. Dad had never really liked Andrew but he had to agree to our marriage because of me.

I never really understood why Dad wouldn't approve of Andrew but now I get it. He had seen the signs I was too blind to see years ago.

"Cathrine.. I heard that you collapsed. How are you?" He asked in concern as he drew closer to me.

I sneered within myself as he tried so hard to look concerned for my well-being when he was the one who put me in this condition.

In my past life, after I had lost the baby, I found an abortion pill bottle hidden in his closet.

Nothing was wrong with me or my baby until he made me breakfast one morning. I confronted him about the abortion pills I found and he convinced me that he did it because we weren't ready to be parents yet.

He also pleaded with me not to tell my father anything so I kept it all to myself. How could I be so stupid to do that?? I did everything for him and he still threw me away like I was nothing.

Now he was here, acting like he knew nothing and feigning concern for me all because my father was here too. I couldn't help but be disgusted.

I was so stupid that my unborn baby suffered for it. It was my baby. I loved my baby. Even though the father is a scum, that doesn't mean I wanted my baby to die.

Well, since he had no mercy for our child, I need not show him mercy.

I signaled to Dad and he took that as his cue to leave.

After Dad had left, I noticed how Andrew sighed a in relief. I bet he was already exhausted with the act he was putting on. Well, so was I.

"What are you doing here?" I asked coldly. I noticed how surprised he looked when I asked him that question. He probably wasn't expecting that question nor the tone I used.

I had always been really sweet to him even though he always treated me like trash but never again. I will never make the same mistake I made in my past life.

I need to clear out the trash in my family and I'm starting with the biggest one.

"What's with that question Catherine??" He asked with a nervous chuckle.

"Do I need a reason to see my wife?" He asked again as he moved to touch me but I slapped his hands away.

"Wife??" I scoffed loudly. That word sounded so funny to me.

"Now that you mention that, I've come up with a conclusion. I don't think I can continue with this anymore."

I noticed how anxious he looked when I said that and that made me really happy inside.

"W...what are you talking about Catherine??" He stuttered out in fear of what I was going to say.

"I want a divorce."