Rebirth Into My Second Chance

I glanced at Kate, who was holding a bowl of chicken noodle soup, and didn't say a word.

As I turned to head upstairs to my room, she blocked my path at the foot of the stairs.

"Claire, you're back today. Are you staying for good?" She asked tentatively.

"No, I forgot the bracelet my parents gave me. I just came back to pick it up and thought I'd stay a few days."

My words seemed to relax her a bit, and I moved past her to continue upstairs.

But she was persistent and stepped in front of me again. "Claire, you can stay, but just remember your place and don't cross any lines."

I offered a faint smile.

Suddenly, I grabbed her hand holding the soup and, with a quick jerk, ended up splashing it all over myself.

"Ah-" I cried out in pain, as the soup was freshly made and burning hot.

"What happened?"

Claude rushed over like a knight in shining armor and helped me up from where I had fallen.

I deliberately hid my scalded, red hand behind my back.

She was just trying to bring you

dumbfounded, not sure how

tried to explain, "Claude, it was her pulling me that made

I cut her off,

Claude my hand, now blistering

see the concern in his eyes,

and fetched a first-aid kit. As he was about to apply the

the verge of tears. I murmured softly, "Kate, I didn't mean to scald you with the milk last time. It was just some warm milk, but this soup was

Claudy, will this leave

play a

ointment, he gave me

life, I should have used this strategy and not ended

my lips, though tears fell

Kate stopped me on the stairs, wanting to say something, and that's how

innocent eyes, and Claude did

She was speechless.

Kate move in here?"

taken aback as

glanced at Kate, who awkwardly adjusted her