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.

even turn to curse at me, Max pushed her aside and started to bandage my hand

me how to use a foreign scalpel, and I accidentally cut

with absolute perfection

nor did

It was Dr. Goodwin who cut me. I didn't want Dr. Hilton to misunderstand you, so I defended

that my cut was shallow and would

keep up the act any

the focus

was supposed to be at the hospital today, but you insisted

then I'll just head back

the hospital."

face wearing a slight smile that vanished the moment he turned

I was receiving that unique favoritism usually reserved for the main character in those

the one with a script? And wasn't

Max seemed utterly

Hilton, I really didn't mean to hurt her." Tracey attempted to explain at

Max simply said,

couldn't resist sticking my tongue out at

never faced death; how could she understand that to survive, one could twist the truth and resort