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?"

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

his belief was to prevent me from doing

can someone be reborn after they die?"

"Rebirth is possible, especially if she

was just rambling. Come in. The seeds have sprouted." I decided not to dwell on the

killer seems to target pregnant women after being adopted from the orphanage. What if

Richard seemed to notice my distant gaze

with Richard, but he immediately covered his

He left swiftly.

I opened the wine myself,

two wine glasses and

a

light, but he frowned upon seeing the wine.

to have a drink with. Since you've forbidden Richard from drinking with

I walked in as the door