Reborn, Reawakened, Rekindled novel Chapter 105

After setting up the time and place with Russel, Stella and I left the hospital.

I got in the car and told Stella, “Take me home, please.”

Stella looked at me, surprised, and asked, “Your place? Aren’t we going to my house?”

Given my meeting with Russel that night, staying at her place could be inconvenient.

I replied, “Take me to Sunflower Terrace. You should know the way.”

Sunflower Terrace was where I lived alone. During my college days, Stella and her friends would often visit me there.

Although Stella seemed puzzled, she didn’t ask further. She hit the gas and drove me to Sunflower Terrace.

Once inside, Stella helped me to sit down. She sounded worried when she asked, “Are you sure you can live here alone? You can’t even walk…”

I smiled reassuringly at Stella and said, “I’ll be fine. I just need some peace and quiet. Don’t worry about me. Go home and drive safe.”

Reluctantly, Stella nodded and said, “Alright. Call me if you need anything.”

After she left, I spent the evening zoning out on the sofa.

I didn’t know when I drifted off, but I woke up feeling cold.

I had a nightmare. Karina’s corpse was right in front of me. Just as I was about to take a closer look, she suddenly opened her eyes, grabbed my neck, and hissed, “You stole Neil from me!”

I woke up in a cold sweat. To shake off the lingering fear, I quickly switched on the TV and found a noisy drama to distract myself. The chatter from the TV made me feel a little better.

But as I sat there with the TV on, my mind started to wander.

On the night of our wedding, Neil said many hurtful things. We shared a bed but didn’t even touch hands. Around 1 a.m., he got up and drove away.

Back then, I thought he was trying to embarrass me.

Now when I think about it, maybe he couldn’t resist the urge to see Karina one last time, even though she had stopped breathing.

My phone beeped, startling me.

I picked it up and saw a message from Russel, “You’ve hurt your foot. Let’s talk at your place tonight.”

What a thoughtful doctor.

Since I was living alone, this also worked out perfectly for me. I texted him back, “Sure. 609 Sunflower Terrace, Building 8.”

I sent him my exact address.

Russel replied, “Are you living alone now?”

I sent him an emoji with a big grin, “Yeah. Bet you didn’t see that coming!”

Russel texted back, “You’re really something. Could Neil put up with you?”

I replied, “He doesn’t love me, so why should he care? If we divorce, is he going to meddle in my life like my father?”

Russel asked, “Have you really thought about remarrying?”

I texted back, “Of course! I haven’t experienced a normal marriage yet. I refuse to be alone forever. I want a normal man!”

After that, he didn’t reply. Maybe he thought I was acting rashly. After all, I was already considering what kind of man I should marry next, even before my divorce.

Since Russel was coming over, I decided to clean up myself. I couldn’t let him see me looking like a mess. I limped to the bathroom to take a shower.

Clearly, I overestimated my balance. As I was trying to get out of the bathroom after the shower, my right foot gave way under my weight, and I fell.

My cry of pain echoed in the bathroom.

Just then, my phone on the washstand started ringing. Unable to stand, I crawled over and picked it up.