Reborn Through Fire

 

Kisa subconsciously got up and walked outside, where she saw a flower pot shattered on the ground, and the soil and flower seedlings inside were scattered all over the place. Gracie was crouching on the floor, cleaning up the mess. So Kisa went over to help. “Are you alright?”

 

 

Gracie smiled and shook her head. “I‘m fine. I was just thinking of moving the pot over there.” She pointed to the row of pots in front of the garden. “The thing slipped from my hands and dropped to the ground.”

“It is okay, just get a new pot,” Kisa said, looking around, only to realize that there was not even a maid in the house. She looked at Gracie in puzzlement. “Didn‘t Kelvin hire you a maid?”

 

Gracie shook her head. “I don‘t want a maid. I like to live with him alone. I don‘t feel comfortable with a maid around.”

 

Kisa was startled, her heart sinking. ‘How wonderful it is for two people to live alone together; he only has eyes for you, and you only have eyes for him; life is all about each other. But for the rest of my life, Gilbert and I would never get to that point.‘ . “Ouch!” Gracie suddenly cried out in pain while Kisa was lost in thought.

Kisa snapped back and saw Gracie had cut herself on her finger, and she was bleeding profusely. “Why is there so much blood?” She subconsciously grabbed the scissors from Gracie‘s hand and held her injured hand. “Hurry up and get it bandaged before the wound gets infected.”

 

“It is alright. The wound isn‘t deep. I can just rub the blood off.” Gracie was about to pull her hand back when suddenly a person rushed over and pushed Kisa out of the way with an angry yell. “What are you doing?”

Kisa stumbled several steps and fell in a heap. She looked up in confusion and saw Kelvin staring at her with bitter eyes. It took her only a few seconds to realize that Kelvin had mistakenly thought she was hurting Gracie. Just then, the last person she wanted to see appeared at the entrance to the garden; it was Gilbert. A flash of terrible feeling washed over her. She had never wanted to meet this man when she was in a bad way, but in front of him she was always in such a bad way, always so miserable. Gracie was dumbfounded by what happened. She said to Kelvin quickly, “What are you doing? Miss Watson did nothing to me.” With that, she hurriedly helped up Kisa and asked with concern, “Are you alright?” Kisa shook her head. When Kelvin pushed her down, the scissors in her hand cut her palm, and it hurt like hell, but she did not even show it.

 

Gracie saw her hand dripping blood and lifted it. “You‘re bleeding. Kelvin–”

 

“It is okay.” Kisa pulled her hand back quickly, just wanting to get out of here. She looked at Kelvin. “Where is the stuff I wanted?”

 

Kelvin did not respond to her, just looked at Gracie. “What is going on here?” “I broke the pot by accident. Miss Watson was kind enough to help me clean it up, and then I cut my finger when I was cutting the branches of the flower in this pot. That was what happened. You pushed Miss Watson to the ground without first asking what was going on.”

 

Kelvin could not help but look at Kisa with a sorry expression. “I—”

 

“It is okay. I don‘t blame you. Just give me what I want.” Throughout, she never looked at Gilbert again, as if he was a stranger who had nothing to do with her.