99th Rebirth Save Them All Dailymotion

"Oucch! Right there, Gerald. Right fucking there!" Amara dug her nails into his back as he pushed himself into her.

Her legs were spread and wrapped around his waist, their weights sinking into the bed.

"I love you, Amara." He jerked inside her, beads of sweat trickling down his face. "I love you more than I love your sister," he moaned into her ear.

Amara smirked victoriously. "I know."

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"Doctor, can you repeat what you said?" Sarah tapped her ears gently. "I think my ears are faulty and causing me to mishear your words." She put her hands on the table, her chest heaving due to the anticipation within her.

The doctor chuckled and stretched a white envelope toward her. "You heard me right, Mrs. Sarah. You are two months pregnant. It's a miracle that you only just started getting the symptoms," he mumbled.

Sarah's eyes lit up, and her hands trembled as she collected the envelope from the doctor. Unhurriedly, she opened it and brought out the test result. When her eyes fell on Positive, she gasped and sprang up. "Doctor!" She covered her mouth with her hand to prevent the sound from carrying. "I am really pregnant." Tears rushed to her eyelids.

"Yes, Mrs. Sa-"

She interrupted the doctor.

"I need to go now." She put the test result into her bag. "My husband needs to hear this. I bet he will jump with joy," she said, grinning from ear to ear. Before the doctor could say another word, she had already left his office and was heading outside.

She went straight to her car and drove off.

While driving, she played her favorite gospel song and hummed along to its lyrics. For years, she had been trying to get pregnant. It had been four years of marriage, yet there was no child to show for it. Every month, she kept having her menstruation even though she wanted it to stop. She almost cried her eyes out when she saw her stained panties last month, not knowing she had already conceived.

A drop of tears of joy slid down her face. She wasn't barren. She would become a mother too.

On the highway, the journey was going smoothly. She was just a few miles away from home when she felt something was wrong with her car. Every attempt to press on the brake failed; it was stiff. Fear gripped her, and she gasped. With one hand on the steering wheel, she called her husband, Gerald. However, just as she lifted her head to focus on the road while speaking with him, a white delivery truck crashed into her. A sharp honk tore through the air. 

Then impact.

Metal slammed into metal, and her body jerked forward violently.

The car slowly began sliding over the bridge. Her breath hitched as she turned the steering wheel, hoping it would stop, ignoring the blood streaming down her head and the injuries on her body.

"Please.... Please... stop!" she stuttered, hitting the steering wheel, fear boldly written on her face. Her body shook vigorously.

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Sarah breathed out heavily as the car finally stopped rolling over the bridge. "Thank you, God," she muttered.

People surrounded her, but nobody dared to help because the position of her car was risky. She couldn't step out either because a slight movement could cause the car to roll over into the deep sea.

With shaky hands, she picked up the phone on her lap and dialed her husband's number again. The phone rang for a long time but wasn't picked up. She called again, and this time, it was answered after the third ring.

"Hello, Gerald!" Sarah said hastily. "I'm in trouble. I had an accident, and my car is stuck on the edge of a bridge right now. Please come over and send help." She screamed, tears rolling down her face freely.

Laughter erupted on the other side of the phone, making her glance at the caller ID once more to be sure it wasn't a wrong number.

"Gerald! Are you there?" Her voice croaked.

"Hey, sister. Gerald is here, but he isn't ready to speak with you."

Sarah's forehead twitched at the familiar voice. "Amara... is that you? Why do you have Gerald's phone? Are you at my place?" She paused. "Okay, it's good that you picked up in his absence. I'm stuck here, Amara. I'm in trouble. A truck ran into me and almost pushed me over the bridge. You guys should come over. I'm scared, sister," she cried.

Again, Amara laughed.

Sarah found it irritating. She wasn't taking the situation seriously. "Amara! I just told you I'm in danger. Are you listening at all?"

Amara scoffed. "Of course, sister. I heard you, but why should I do what you want? Why should we come to save you?"

Sarah huffed. "I don't know what you're talking about, Amara, but this isn't the time to be funny. Are you even listening to me? My car is slowly sliding over the bridge, and it could fall into the sea. I'm in the car, Amara. I'm. trapped. in. the. car. That means I could die." Her voice shook just like her body.

"Oh! Let me explain in layman's terms, Sarah. I DON'T CARE IF YOU DIE OR SURVIVE. GERALD AND I WILL NEVER COME TO RESCUE YOU," she emphasized every word.

Sarah was taken aback. She couldn't believe what she was hearing.