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.

to curse at me, Max pushed her aside

use a foreign scalpel, and I accidentally cut myself because I wasn't holding

absolute perfection

argue, nor did

who cut me. I didn't want Dr. Hilton to misunderstand you, so I defended you. But since

was shallow and would heal quickly even without the bandages. Yet, he still played along, wrapping my wrist in

couldn't keep up the act any

the focus to Max:

supposed to be at the hospital today, but you insisted of bringing me here.

then I'll just head back

the hospital."

wearing a slight smile that vanished the moment he

usually reserved for the main

supposed to be the one with

seemed

I really didn't mean to hurt her."

Max simply said,

leaving, I couldn't resist sticking my tongue

had never faced death; how could she understand that to survive, one could twist