Rebirth Into My Second Chance

Chapter 173

In the end, I didn't wait for Richard. It felt like my spirit had finally broken.

I believed I was depressed. I should have taken those antidepressants when I had the chance to prevent my soul from becoming this twisted.

Walking down the street amidst the rush of cars and people, I stood outside Haven of Hope Orphanage, where memories of laughter and joy once flourished.

I pondered, 'Were those girls, charred beyond recognition, from Haven of Hope Orphanage? Who could be so cruel to them?'

I returned to my apartment to find the seeds Richard planted for me sprouted, a sign of new beginnings. Yet, my new beginning was as fragile as that tiny sprout, snuffed out at any time.

I pulled out a bottle of sleeping pills. I thought about taking them to escape into sleep, but then I decided against it. The turmoil within was mine alone to understand.

Knock. Knock. Richard was outside, ringing the doorbell and knocking frantically. "Claire, open up. Don't scare me like this."

I tucked the sleeping pills away and opened the door, greeting him with indifference. "I'm fine. What's all the fuss about?"

a hug. "Did I upset you when I said I didn't believe in your rebirth?

him back because I knew his belief was

can someone be reborn after they

especially if she

seeds have sprouted." I decided not to dwell on the

pregnant women after being adopted from

Richard seemed to notice

to share it with Richard, but he immediately

He left swiftly.

I opened the wine myself,

two wine glasses

fresh from a shower, wearing a robe and drying his hair

was light, but he

smiled. "I'm looking for someone to have a drink with. Since you've forbidden Richard from drinking

and I walked in