Rebirth Into My Second Chance

Kate's eyes were covered, and her voice trembled with fear, "Let me go!" Richard remained silent, the cold back of the knife sliding across her throat.

"I know it's you, Richard, isn't it!" Though her voice trembled, the blindfold didn't prevent her from accurately guessing it was Richard. But it wasn't me.

Richard still didn't speak.

"Richard, let me go, or Claude won't let you off the hook. Just let me go, and I promise I'll ensure Claude doesn't give you a hard time," she tried to coax information out of Richard with her words. But Richard's grip tightened suddenly, and the knife accidentally nicked her neck, drawing a faint line of blood.

Terrified, Kate screamed, "Don't kill me. Please don't kill me! I'll tell you a secret!"

Hearing it, Richard moved the knife away from Kate's neck.

Kate asked, "Do you want to know where Claire has gone? If I tell you she's dead, will you let me go?"

With a swift motion, the knife left a mark on Kate's face, accompanied by her scream. "It hurts! My face!"

Richard stared her down fiercely, his knife ruthlessly scratching her cheek.

Sobbing and holding her face, Kate pleaded, "I'll tell you where Claire is, and you'll let me go, right?"

Somewhat moved, Richard ripped the blindfold off and coldly demanded, "Where?"

Between sobs and laughter, Kate mocked him, "You didn't believe she was dead, but you'll believe she's alive?"

Richard raised the knife toward her eyes. "Talk properly!"

you don't let me go, what then? Maybe do something for

my head from the side. "Richard, don't

Richard drove the knife into her palm. "Just tell me

Her lips turned pale, and she was sweaty like hell, her spirit breaking. Her previously arrogant

fall for Kate's trap. But this version of Richard,

a cabin in Serenity Bluff." Her voice was weak, but Serenity Bluff wasn't where we used to hike. Could it be

there? What did you do to her?" Richard struck Kate's

there. It has nothing to do with me. I

as she was,

not like you couldn't," Richard hit her relentlessly, turning into a

begging, "Stop.

kill you yet. You better pray Claire is okay, or you'll

received a document yesterday. It stated Claire

seemed to be regretting something. But why should she regret anything? She knew where I was being held and kept quiet about my supposed

at all, not

stunned. After securing Kate tightly,

smirk. A chill ran through me. Could there be a trap? I

even called Claude. "If you don't act now,

words were brief to prevent his signal from being

he muttered, "Claire, I won't let anything happen to

tell him to quit this craziness, not knowing the

truth

find