A Swim Trip Ending With Swimmers in Me

I realized my period was two weeks late after going on a trip to the swimming pool with my best friend, Gianna Lowe.

Gianna insisted that I take a pregnancy test.

I was stunned when I saw the two red lines on the pregnancy stick test.

I had a boyfriend, Mitchell Gray, but I was a conservative person, so I still hadn't slept with Mitchell.

I couldn't help but wonder whose baby this was.

I planned to just terminate the mystery pregnancy, but Mitchell pretended to be worried about my health, offering to marry me and raise the child.

It was finally my delivery date. I was lying weakly in the delivery room when Mitchell shoved a pillow over my face and smothered me, roaring, "You slut! Did you think I'd raise another man's child? I'll make you and this illegitimate child pay for everything!"

I was too weak to resist since I had just given birth, so Mitchell successfully killed me.

I suddenly open my eyes and realize that I have returned to the day I found out about my pregnancy. I am completely determined this time—I have to find out who the father really is!

I was completely zoned out in the bathroom, staring at the two stark lines on the pregnancy test stick. I then heard Gianna Lowe, my best friend, from the other side of the door, pestering me nonstop.

"Did you take the test yet, Rebecca? You didn't actually get knocked up, did you?"

I couldn't help but feel my hands trembling uncontrollably as I stared at the two vivid red lines, instantly feeling sick to my stomach.

In my past life, this very child had been the start of my downfall—I was forced to drop out of college and await childbirth, only to be smothered to death in the end. I died without ever learning how I became pregnant, much less who the father was.

Gianna ran out of patience and just yanked the door open, storming in.

I was quicker, though, and had already stashed the pregnancy test stick.

Gianna looked all around, her brow furrowed in confusion, and asked, "Where's the pregnancy test stick? Are you actually pregnant or not, Rebecca?"

I shook my head, replying, "I never even slept with a man—there's no way I could be pregnant."

I knew Gianna couldn't keep a secret. In my past life, the instant I discovered the pregnancy, she immediately babbled to my boyfriend, Mitchell Gray, causing word of my out-of-wedlock child to spread everywhere. I had no intention of confiding in her in this life.

Gianna said with a hint of disappointment, "I actually thought you were pregnant. I even heard that Mitchell was getting ready to pop the question—imagine having both a pregnancy and an engagement at once!"

I couldn't help but feel a bit unsettled. I hadn't realized until now that Gianna was so fond of children.

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I gripped the pregnancy test stick in my hand and carefully reflected on