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.

to bring you the soup,

stood there, dumbfounded, not sure how

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

cut her off, "My hand hurts

Claude my hand, now blistering

in his eyes, "I'll

me to the couch and fetched a first-aid kit. As he was about to apply the ointment, Kate hurried

didn't mean to scald you with the milk

Claudy, will this leave

play a part, I'd make it

he gave

have used this strategy and not ended up in

on my lips, though

asked, and then Kate stopped me on the stairs, wanting

at Kate with innocent eyes, and Claude did

She was speechless.

Kate move in here?"

taken aback as

who awkwardly adjusted her