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.

mango into the trash, turning to him with wide, innocent eyes. "You don't

strong. Just like durian, not

heart sank. I had thought Claude banned mangoes from the house, remembering my allergy, but it was

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

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!" I laughed

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

thunder roared as

Ronald, issuing an arrest for the suspected murder of me, Claire Floyd, based on forensic

panicked while Claude remained calm until the evidence pointed directly at

they'd mishandled the evidence and dismissed the case against Claude and Kate, and they were free to

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

still alive. I know she won't want to

crying my eyes

when getting close to the truth, just like someone had claimed my severed ring finger

me, threatening to divorce my spirit if

helplessly, regretting that