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.

turning to him with wide, innocent eyes. "You don't like the

strong. Just like

from the house, remembering my allergy, but it was only his dislike. He never

if the heavens were echoing my heartbreak, thunder cracked, startling Kate so much that she dropped the knife and clung to Claude. "Claude, I

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

want to control me, Claude? You're heartless," I

roared as if in defense of

find officers in raincoats, led by Ronald, issuing an arrest for the

calm until the evidence

police officer said they'd mishandled the evidence

believing all the mistakes happened in the same case. He scratched

she's still alive. I know

there, crying

dead end when getting close to the truth,

threatening to divorce my

that I hadn't