A Second Chance at Life

In front of the orphanage gates, Rebecca Schwartz, the impoverished student I had been sponsoring, stood glaring at me with a face full of disdain.

"If you don't let Freddie come along, I'm not going to your house either," she declared, her tone sharp and unyielding.

In the past, blinded by love and hopelessly infatuated, I would have caved to her demands, humbling myself just to keep the peace.

But things were different now—I had been reborn.

Staring at this despicable pair, who had once caused my tragic demise, a tidal wave of fury surged within me.