Story cover for Hard Pass on Romance : Second Time Round by Valentine_K97
Hard Pass on Romance : Second Time Round
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  • Reads 245
  • Votes 12
  • Parts 40
  • Time 2h 18m
Ongoing, First published Aug 14
6 new parts
Do you believe in reincarnation?
I didn't, but I wanted to. Because it would be too sad if human souls simply crumbled to nothing with death.
Do you believe in fate?
I did, but wished I didn't. Living according to a predetermined path is too cruel for those who must accept a harsh destiny.
Do you believe in karma?
This, I truly don't know. There's no way to verify it.
I died. I definitely died and was reborn.
Yet to me, it felt like waking from a long sleep. It felt that way because I remembered everything from my past life. Crossing death to receive a new life was, for me, like continuing the same existence.
By some terrible luck, an eighteen-year-old orphan girl who knew nothing of the world was assigned as my mother in this life. Everything was different, yet I had to live through the same timeline again.
Knowing this world's future was the only leverage I possessed.
Now I will live a different life than before.
Carrying intact the memories of a life that was never kind to me, having to live through the same timeline once more-
Is this my punishment, or my reward?
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He was waiting outside the OP, there for his student who had been injured during a fight over a phone. As he sat, casually glancing at his own phone, he suddenly heard the faint sound of a baby crying. Curious, he turned toward the sound-and froze. There, outside the pediatric care unit, sat his wife with their son crying in her arms. His heart ached-it had been months since he last saw his son. His gaze shifted to his wife, gently consoling the child. Her face looked tired, pale, and completely drained. Without a second thought, he stood, tears welling in his eyes. Each step he took felt heavy, his chest tightening with every cry from his son. As he neared, he saw her clothes were faded and worn. Her feet were bare, hardened from walking-clearly straight from the farm. His heart clenched. His eyes moved to his son-he had grown so much. She was so focused on calming the baby that she didn't notice him at first. Tears filled her eyes as she held their feverish child close. He softly called her name. Startled, she looked up-and froze. Then she quickly lowered her gaze and tried to get up. He gently placed a hand on her shoulder, stopping her. She sat back down, turning her face away, quietly wiping her tears. He reached out to take their son. The moment he held him, he felt the heat-his little body was burning with fever. A chill ran through him. After all these months, seeing his child like this was unbearable. He loved his wife and son deeply, but his loyalty to his mother-and obedience to her word-always came first. Between a mother who owned his soul and a wife who held his heart, he was a man torn in a cruel war of love and loyalty. And she-she had given her all to a promise whispered beneath the sacred fire... never knowing that one day, she'd be holding her child, with nothing but a faded vow.