Rebirth Into My Second Chance

I casually washed the eggs and tomatoes at the kitchen counter next to him before starting to look around for a knife. "Looking for something?"

"A knife. Don't you guys have one?"

He reached into a cabinet above us and pulled out a knife covered in dust. After cleaning it, he took the tomato from my hand.

"Max, do you not use this knife often?"

"Uh, we usually eat out."

I nodded.

In my previous life, Claude and I never shared moments like this in the kitchen. This time around, it's with Max.

I want a normal life, a happy stable home, and a steady partner who can support me both in my career and emotionally.

Max seems like the best choice.

Lost in thought, I accidentally dropped the eggshell into the bowl.

Cringing at my own culinary mishap, Max glanced over and fished out the shell.

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make you a sunny-side-up with

heart, removing all the barriers, healing me, and giving me a chance to start my

the oil, I automatically backed up to dodge

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afraid you're too good

one hand

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into the boiling pot. Still, some hot broth splashed up, and Max quickly shielded

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he didn't cook often, what he made was delicious. "Max, can I eat dinner with you every night? I'm

I were alone, I'd just grab a quick bite or dine out with Richard for