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?"

you when I said I didn't believe in your rebirth? I've thought it over, and I do believe

back because I knew his belief was to prevent me

can someone be reborn after they die?" I

said, "Rebirth is possible, especially

dwell on the topic further and showed

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you thinking about?" Richard seemed to notice

bottle of red wine, intending to share it with Richard, but he immediately covered his head. No, Max warned me not tỏ drink with you. If you're okayd

He left swiftly.

myself, contemplating

two wine

wearing a robe and

Max's tone was light, but he frowned upon

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

stepped aside, and I walked in