After My Rebirth, I Discovered My Wife's Shocking Secrets

"Didn't you promise to spend Christmas at our house this year? How can a grown man like you go back on his word?" My wife's constant nagging pierced through my skull, a relentless migraine pounding at my temples.

I thought, "Was I not dead? Could this be a haunting echo of life after death?"

With a weary blink, I found myself staring into the furious visage of my wife, Cathy Bruce, whose face was contorted with the ferocity of her reprimand. Beside her, our son, Paul Manson, chimed in sporadically, his words adding fuel to the fire.

Was I reborn?