Rebirth Into My Second Chance

That noise must've woken Max up.

I picked up my phone and turned off the speaker. "No big deal. I got cleaned up and bandaged at the hospital. There's no need to come over."

Still, Gabrielle was worried. "I just can't help but worry. You said you'd stay at school and that already had me all stressed out. So, I sent Claude to bring you home, and Kate was there, too. I'm sorry you had to endure that. I'll ensure she's out by tomorrow." "Mrs. Hart, it's late. Don't work yourself up. I'm fine. Get some rest. See you tomorrow." I looked forward to seeing Gabrielle and Kate's showdown the next day.

After my death, Gabrielle eventually gave in, accepting Kate and Claude's relationship and even letting Kate host the birthday parties. I closed my eyes, the memories of my past life vividly flashing.

The pain in the back of my hand throbbing in waves. Heart aching, hand stinging, I curled up on the couch, trembling without tears, eyes shut tight. Every inch of me hurt.

"Claude, it hurts." I couldn't help but complain. When I got burned to death, Claude didn't come to save me. The pain I felt then was as deep as the hatred I bore at the time.

Maybe it was the infection in my hand, or perhaps the memories of my past life were too painful, but I fell asleep on the couch with my eyes closed, only to sleep colder and colder, hugging myself tighter and drifting into a dazed slumber.

nose to spite your face with this move." In my semi-conscious state, I faintly felt someone feeling my forehead and lifting my hand to remove the

couldn't tell what medicine it

man lifted me slightly and fed me something with a sweet

could vaguely hear someone else saying. "Is Claire running a fever? You wouldn't

on her wound ruthlessly. Gosh, it hurt just watching. The prettier the gid, the harsher

to open my eyes to see who was speaking but was too deep

gone. I slowly opened my

my end I instinctively

shield them.

my hand was freshly bandaged. That wasn't just a