Rebirth Into My Second Chance

When Kate decided to stay, insisting she'd move in, Claude nodded in agreement.

In the past, I would have let Kate stay without a word. Thinking back, I was too meek and submissive. And that only led to tragedy, with my unborn child paying the ultimate price.

I was chosen from the heavens above to be a mother, yet I couldn't protect my own.

Things could have been different if I had signed those divorce papers earlier and left the bustling Crestview Metropolis behind.

If I could start over again, I wouldn't have fallen for Claude, competed with Kate, or owed anything to the Hart family.

There Kate was, sitting between me and Claude, peeling imported grapes and handing them to Claude, who was buried in work, not refusing the gesture.

When Kate began peeling a mango to feed Claude, he caught the scent and frowned, "Why is there a mango?"

A small smile crept on my face, thinking maybe he remembered my mango allergy.

As a child, I had a severe allergic reaction to a mango cake, and Claude rushed me to the hospital just in time. I thought he cared.

to him with wide, innocent eyes. "You don't like the smell of mangoes?"

too strong. Just like

the house, remembering my allergy, but it was

that she dropped the knife and clung to Claude. "Claude, I think I saw Claire. It's terrifying. She was glaring

by profession, Claude scoffed at the superstitious notion but then joked about keeping me tethered even in death, "If she returns, I'd tie her legs, so she can never leave again. She was spoiled and always running away!"

to control me, Claude? You're heartless," I scoffed, though he

of thunder roared as if in defense of my

find officers in raincoats, led by Ronald, issuing an arrest for the suspected murder of me, Claire Floyd,

Claude remained calm until the

the narrative turned. The police officer said they'd mishandled the evidence and dismissed the case against Claude and Kate, and

all the mistakes happened in the same case. He scratched his head and checked the reports,

disbelief wrote all over Claude's face. "I know she's still alive. I know she won't want to die just

stood there, crying my eyes

unborn child. Things went to a dead end when getting close to the truth, just like someone had claimed my severed ring finger last time. Who is

still couldn't reach me. He texted me, threatening to divorce

regretting that