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.

he was removing

you. I'll make you a sunny-side-up with double

seemed he was slowly winning over my heart, removing all the barriers,

oil, I automatically

took the spatula from me, saying, "Why don't

I puffed up, standing on my tiptoes

you're

not quite keeping my balance, and he caught me with one hand while still holding

What?

joked with me, showing his

muttered, turning away but not pushing him away. He didn't let go either, and

we were, him cooking eggs with one

we were

add the spaghetti,"

Still, some hot broth

en

spaghetti, I realized that even if he didn't cook often, what he made was delicious. "Max, can I eat dinner with you every night? I'm easy to feed, just

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