Rebirth Into My Second Chance

He twisted the key in the lock of his apartment door and swung it open, a gesture of invitation. "Come in and take a seat. I've got something to show you."

He stepped into the apartment ahead of me, already reaching for something as I followed.

He handed me a folder and began, "The kids we're sending to the orphanage all have heart defects or some other challenge. As a doctor, I want to give them a second chance at life. What about you?"

Every time he spoke to me, it was as if he could see right through me, pinpointing my doubts and fears before prescribing the breakthrough.

I hesitated, "Max..."

Unlike him, my choice to pursue medicine wasn't born out of a noble dream. The allure of a potentially lucrative career drew me in, thinking it could be a safety net if Claude turned me away. Back then, doctors seemed like the wealthiest folks around. When I looked back, my dreams were all about Claude. That was funny.

"I have no dreams," I confessed with a foolish smile, looking up at him.

At that moment, he paused, probably thinking my naive grin was amusing, but not because he found me pretty.

finding inner peace just for you, not for anyone else. Live a life that's truly yours," he advised

I still couldn't grasp how to become that better version of myself. For years, my life revolved

about Claude. Kate got caught. What was there for me to live for

said, "I once did a consultation at an orphanage where a girl told me she'd become the greatest doctor, so all the kids there could run freely, laugh heartily,

be an incredible

pushing the door open yet couldn't help asking, "Max, you're not pulling my leg, right? You're

was still probing. But Max didn't reply. His silence somehow

door behind me, I returned to my apartment and cried until

jail. In my previous life, I would have been dead by this day. But in this

maid, slipped into my shoes, and took the bus

him walk out

thinner

his only goal after getting released was to find me, no matter

found its place,