Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 1 She is… Dead?

Kisa Becker was in the women’s prison. She held her bulging belly and slowly crawled toward the door. She had been locked in for three days, and because of one man’s order, she had eaten nothing until now. 

The floor near the doorway was strewn with breadcrumbs. Kisa stretched out her painful red hand. She picked up the dirty and cold hard breadcrumbs and put them into her mouth. 

Suddenly, the door opened. A voice said, “You have a visitor.” 

Before Kisa could rejoice, she was roughly dragged out of the cell, cleaned up, and pushed into a visiting room. Through the bars, she finally saw the man she had loved for ten years. 

Kisa held back her tears. “How is Grandma?” 

“How could you still have the nerve to ask?” Gilbert Kooper grabbed her by the neck with a ruthless look on his face as if he was going to kill her. “Thanks to you, Grandma will never wake up again. 

“I can overlook the fact that you climbed into my bed on purpose and abducted Sara, but you shouldn’t have harmed Grandma.” 

Kisa repeatedly shook her head. She had adored Gilbert since she was a child. But ever since she learned that the person he loved was Sara Mitchell, she carefully kept her feelings to herself. 

One day on her twentieth birthday, Kisa woke up naked and hungover in Gilbert’s bed. A month later, she was found to be pregnant. Gilbert’s grandmother threatened to kill herself unless Gilbert married Kisa. After the marriage, he became so disgusted with her that he never came home for the night. 

At first, Kisa thought they could live in peace for the rest of their lives. But then Sara disappeared, followed by a phone call from Gilbert’s grandmother telling Kisa she had something important to ask Kisa. But when she opened the door, the old lady was seen lying on the floor covered in blood. 

“Gilbert, I didn’t hurt your grandma. For the sake of the baby, please trust me for once.” Kisa pleaded with him. 

“The baby?” Gilbert’s icy gaze fell on her bulging belly. “Get rid of it. Your child is too dirty!” 

The man’s heartless words stabbed into her heart like a knife. 

“Tell me where Sara is if you still have any conscience left.” 

Kisa was in complete despair. She shrilled, “I didn’t hurt your grandma. I didn’t abduct Sara. Why don’t you believe me? This is the Kooper family’s child; why do you have to be so cruel? Why?” 

The man narrowed his eyes. “You are really obstinate. Since this is the case, you may atone for your sins in prison.” 

Kisa broke down and pounded on the bars as the man departed without showing her mercy. 

“Kisa.” 

some cotton coats. That was her half-sister, Sharon Case.

him knowing. Gilbert is too ruthless. He won’t let me send you anything,” said Sharon, her eyes flashing. “Just tell him

of her abdomen forcefully. “Sara’s disappearance has nothing to do

convicted. The day she was officially transferred to the women’s prison was also New Year’s Eve. Inside, she

in prison, Kisa lay battered on the cold, hard bed, holding her stomach with her hands. She had almost died. Her tears kept falling down when she thought of how heartless

and choking smell of smoke suddenly

flame started to leak

toward the door. It was painful to move, but she,

instantly went pale. She rapped

moment, she heard

mind your own business. Mr. Kooper has made it clear that this woman is to

mean,

you know,

was going to let her die in this cell. ‘The baby is innocent.

not open her eyes. But thinking of the baby in her womb, she continued to rap the door with all her strength and shouted until her voice turned hoarse, but still no one came

reciting Gilbert’s name over and over again. ‘You once saved my life, and now I give it

another heavy

draw the curtains. Just as he walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, his phone rang. He picked up to answer,

“She is… dead?” 

Year’s Eve of 2015, a fire at Calthon’s West Suburban Women’s Prison killed an inmate code-named 0037. On the same day, Gilbert Kooper,

… 

“Aaaaah!” 

nightmare. She hurriedly reached for her belly, the flatness of which caused her

more. My child was lost in that fire.’

kicking her, and flames engulfed her. There was also the baby, whose skin had turned purple when it stopped breathing, and Gilbert’s cold,

of that dream lingered in Kisa’s mind all the time. Even after five

phone rang. It was

is about to start. Why haven’t

opening event of a drama,

apologizing on the phone. Just then, a scream came violently from her side.

the bus. Standing in front of a street sign, she looked bitterly at the