Rebirth Into My Second Chance

I didn't back down, not one bit. Instead, I faced her threats head-on, grabbing her wrist in a firm grip.

"You know, you've started to mimic Max so much now that it makes me want to throttle you!"

The more jealous she became, the happier I felt.

After all, I had come to understand that she was the one person I was destined to take down in this lifetime.

I was determined to dig up every shred of evidence of her crimes, to seek justice for all those she had harmed!

"Tracey, you wouldn't dare kill me now."

She sneered, her nostrils flaring as she shook off my grip and put down the knife.

But what she didn't know was that Max was already making his way down the corridor. Being more familiar with the surroundings, I knew it would only take Max a couple of steps to see us.

I quickly took the knife from her hand and with a swift motion, slashed it lightly across my wrist.

What Max saw when he arrived was Tracey cornering me against the wall, with my wrist bleeding from a cut.

"Ouch..." I clutched my wrist, slowly sliding down the wall.

before Tracey could even turn to curse at me, Max pushed her aside

showing me how to use a foreign scalpel, and

with absolute perfection was my

argue, nor

I didn't want Dr. Hilton to misunderstand you, so I defended you. But

bandaged me up smirking, his back to Kate, fully aware that my cut was shallow and

couldn't keep up

focus to

today, but you insisted of

just head

the hospital."

wearing a slight smile that vanished the moment he turned to Tracey, saying, "That's enough

favoritism usually reserved for the main character in

Tracey supposed to be the one with a script? And wasn't she

Max seemed

to hurt her." Tracey attempted to explain at the

simply said, "It

couldn't resist

to survive, one