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.

blame Kate. She was just trying to bring you the soup, and I accidentally

stood there, dumbfounded, not sure how

explain, "Claude, it was her pulling me that made me spill

her off, "My hand hurts so

showed Claude my hand, now blistering from

concern in his eyes, "I'll get you some

was about to apply the ointment, Kate hurried over, trying

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 so much

Claudy, will this leave

a part, I'd make

Claude applied the ointment, he gave me

should have used this strategy and not ended

formed on my lips,

stopped me on the stairs, wanting

innocent eyes, and

She was speechless.

Kate move

was taken aback

at Kate, who awkwardly adjusted her