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.

if he was removing the thorns

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

barriers, healing me, and giving me a chance to start my own

automatically backed

saying, "Why don't

the way?" I puffed up, standing on

afraid you're too

with one hand while

What?

time Max had joked with me, showing his sense

away. He didn't let go either, and

eggs with one

felt like we were an old,

the

the spaghetti and gently dropping them into the boiling pot. Still, some hot broth splashed up, and

en

delicious. "Max, can I eat dinner with you

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