Rebirth Into My Second Chance

In the small, tight-knit neighborhood of Ironridge Township, a tragic fire erupted during the annual Memorial Day barbecue, claiming numerous lives.

My beloved husband, Claude Hart, was a fierce attorney known for never losing a case. In a controversial move to defend his first crush, Kate Goodwin, accused of arson in self-defense, Claude convicted three individuals posthumously, unaware one of them was me, carrying his unborn child.

When he discovered the harrowing truth, he wept at my gravesite, his mind shattered by grief.

In court, my spirit hovered, watching Claude fiercely defend Kate with the eloquence and determination that made him the most feared attorney in Crestview Metropolis.

With every slide of the laser pointer over the gruesome images of the charred bodies, his disdain was palpable.

Claude didn't smile at his beloved Kate until he won the case. "Kate's action is self-defense. The criminals had started the fire. So, I submit to the judge that Kate is not guilty of murder and arson. The criminals set the fire and cause their deaths. They had it coming!" His victory won applause.

"Well said, Mr. Hart! Thanks for protecting a woman's right to self-defense."

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No one knew one of those bodies was mine, wrongly

but people acknowledged her plight only. Blurred memories of my death haunted me. The monsters drowned me in acid, and my body was reduced to nothing before somehow being counted among the

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and I didn't want to bother you, but Claire hasn't been

the Hart family after my parents, who were their loyal

kindness unlike any other

grown too headstrong. She knows her way home. She was hiking with Kate. If anything,

Claude coldly dismissed Gabrielle's

for me forever. But when Kate returned, my place in his heart and home crumbled to nothing. Clinging to Claude, Kate played the victim. "Does Mrs.