Rebirth Into My Second Chance

It worked like a charm. He asked, worried, "Where are you? I'll come over right now."

I rushed to explain, "My friend had a rough time at the bar-looks like someone messed with her drink or something. She's burning up. We're just college kids, too scared to call our folks. Could you bring some sort of antidote?" There was silence on Ronald's end.

Just when I thought my acting had flopped, I heard a cold, stern voice, "Kids these days always seem to find trouble. Help her out."

Max? At this hour, he was with Ronald?

Turns out their relationship wasn't as simple as being mere acquaintances.

And Max, with his icy demeanor, alongside Ronald with his sunny disposition, seemed oddly well-matched.

"Can Mr. Collins deliver it to the guardhouse at Serenity Lane Estates? I'll come out to get it."

Ronald sighed, "Girls gotta learn to look after themselves. I'll be there in 15 minutes."

I thanked him, smiling.

Then I heard him mutter to Max, "Wakey, wakey. Time for you to hit the road."

I felt like I'd stumbled upon

to the guardhouse to retrieve the package from Ronald. With this, even if I accidentally ingested something sketchy,

called me for afternoon tea. All sorts

was definitely aimed

had the Hilton family's chef whip

sent her

to suck up to Mrs. Hart, especially with the Hilton's chef behind the feast. She'd want to make a good impression no matter what. Mrs. Hart

the corner. Aside from grad school, got any plans?" she

shook my head, "I'm all ears

figured I'd play along, to avoid any

marrying Claude?"

fork clattering to

my lips sealed,

handed me her medical

I'm worried..." she choked

on. Cla is all alone in this world, too. If you two could be together, I'd rest