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Fight, Flight, or Freeze: The Healer's Story

Have you ever wondered what it would be like to wake up in a body that wasn't yours? A much, much younger body? I can't say that I had ever given it much thought. That was until one night when a patient entered the ER where I was working at and shot me point blank in the head. You know, if he wanted a second opinion, all he had to do was ask. But that's besides the point... Some how, some way, I work up in a strange hospital with a woman that looked suspiciously like my mother holding my hand and crying. Over joyed to see her, it took me a few minutes to realize that I was no longer the 25 year old, successful doctor at one of the most prestigious hospitals in the world. Nope, I was a 6 year old girl that for a moment... wanted her mother. When the apocalypse comes, it is everyone for themselves. I have three choices: do I fight for what I want? Will I run away and hide, or will I freeze when the demons of my past come back to haunt me? You might know me as the Healer, but this is my story to tell. ------ Fight, Flight, or Freeze is the second novel in the Rebirth in the Apocalypse series, this time featuring the Healer: Wang Tian Mu and her men. You won't have to read the first one to be able to understand this one, and she is not going to stay a child for the whole thing. Li Dai Lu and her guys will be popping in occasionally, but this is strictly Wang Tian Mu's story! I hope you enjoy! Other Novels: Rebirth in the Apocalypse: Third Time's A Charm (Completed) Star's Ships (Completed) Dancing With Monsters (Ongoing) As Silent As A Mouse (Ongoing) Find me on Discord: devilbesideyou666 (@Sakura#6289)

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Getting Settled

The next time I opened my eyes, everyone was home.

"Morning," I groaned as I sat up. I looked at Cheng Bo Jing, unable to hide the blush on my face. I can't believe that I had actually slept on him all night long. 

I can't believe that he let me. 

"Morning, Sweetheart," smiled Bai Long Qiang, his lips ghosting over top of my forehead. "Did you have a good sleep?"

"Not bad, actually," I murmured. "Then again, compared to sleeping on the floor of an SUV, the couch is fantastic."

"That good," he laughed, his eye twinkling. "But next time, try to get to bed before you pass out."

I rolled my eyes and opened my mouth to say some sort of smart ass response, but Zeng Xian Liang interrupted from over in the kitchen. "Do you have any orange juice?" he asked, his body practically inside of the fridge. 

Thank God the EMP didn't affect my bunkers; I would have been screwed if my fridges and freezers stopped working.