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.

as if he was removing the thorns from

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

barriers, healing me, and giving

I poured the oil, I automatically backed up to dodge the

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

puffed up, standing on my tiptoes and glaring

you're

and he caught me with one hand while

What?

Max had joked with me,

turning away but not pushing him away. He didn't let go

were, him cooking eggs with one

we were an old, comfortable

the spaghetti,"

them into the boiling pot. Still, some hot broth splashed

en

if 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