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REBORNED Episode seven Then…I saw her. I sobbed. I haven’t cried in a long time And I did. “Nona!” I ran to where her body laid and tried to wake her up by shaking her body vigorously. I saw that two of her legs were scalded by the fire and she could not move. She could not breathe and she kept groaning in pain. Good God, she is alive! I sighed shakily in relief and wasted no time in attempting to carry her up.

We both died in the crash. I never imagined that death would bring me back. And watching her now—clutching her own child, smug and gloating—I understood instantly. She had been reborn too. Even with my husband shouting at her, she showed not a hint of fear. She had always been adored by our parents, and with her husband spoiling her too, she grew up willful and unchecked. Maybe it was the rebirth—or the presence of her child—that gave her even more confidence. She scoffed.

he said. She closed her eyes. She felt the twins move — both of them, one and then the other in the familiar sequence she had learned to recognize, her body's small conversation with itself. She put her hand on her stomach and felt Julian's hand come over hers a moment later. "We were given a second chance," he had said. She held it. She let herself believe it fully, the way she had been afraid to believe things since the cell — without reservation, without the braced-for-loss quality she had carried so long she had stopped noticing the weight of it.

surprised. "Well," she said. "It's the flu, right?" Aria asked. "No," Dr. Evans said. "It's not the flu." She turned the tablet screen toward them. HCG Positive. "You're pregnant," Dr. Evans said. Aria stared at the screen. The words blurred. "Pregnant?" Noah stood up. "That... how?" "Spontaneous recanalization," Dr. Evans said. "The tubes grew back together. It's a one in two thousand chance. You hit the lottery."

In my dazed state, I felt someone tightly embracing my body. I opened my eyes and saw two werewolves, their faces flushed and gasping for air. That was when I realized I had been reborn. Furthermore, I had been reborn on the day their rut began. It was because of this night in my previous life that I became pregnant with their pups, leading to my tragic fate. At this thought, I struggled to break free from their embrace and ran desperately toward the door.

I place a hand on my swollen belly, "Need a world to live in someday. If we lose all of this history, what will they know of their future?" "How many?" he looks at the egg still growing inside of me. "How many eggs are there? How are they not dead?" "One," I swallow, fighting the overwhelming urge to cry. I can still remember how terrible it was to feel the other die. "Of the five we created that night, only one was strong enough to survive the rebirth. I think she might be special and..." Primus' eyes are swirling like fire made of glowing amber and jade as he wonders, "Did they know you were pregnant when they strapped you to that chair?"

But one of the fetuses was smaller, closer to twelve weeks. The doctor explained it was a rare condition — heterotopic triplets. A second ovulation had occurred while I was already pregnant, fertilizing another egg. A miracle, they said, but also a curse. Abortion was impossible, too complicated, and four lives were at risk. He praised my babies, saying they are real fighters who kept their Mommy's life going and didn't give up. He kept reminding my body was too weak to carry them, yet if I miscarried, considering the injuries in my uterus, I might never have children again.

But I have another life with me which poured my soul back to me. It was said that the mother gives birth to a child. But my baby proved it wrong for me. It feels like my baby has given birth to me again. It is giving me a reason to live, to fight against all the odds. My rebirth is the result of its existence inside me. I'm not feeling like to stop caressing my belly. Yes, I'm not the first girl to be pregnant on earth. Nonetheless, I'm not like the other girls who got pregnant. No one will ever understand what my baby means to me. I keep sobbing and smiling.

Teaching them to be strong, to be unafraid. I lowered my head, pressing a kiss to the crown of each tiny head, breathing in the scent of new life, fresh and perfect. My chest ached with love so sharp it was blissfully painful. Ruby’s voice thrummed through me again, clear and fierce: We are reborn. You, me, and them. And no one will take this from us. I nodded faintly, clutching them closer. I believed her; I wasn’t dying anymore, wasn’t broken. I was alive and reborn along with my children.

“Kara? Kara? Why is he the one talking on your behalf? Did you loose your tongue from taking the pill to prevent you from getting pregnant?” “Dad. You knew?” My heart broke all over again. Before my rebirth, the only wrong he was guilty of was turniya blind eye whenever I was treated harshly and treating Serena and I very differently. “So what if I knew? Your mother was only trying to help. Don't hold it against her and come home. Stop this childish nonsense at once.” “If a girl gets married, she stays with her husband. My case isn't going be any different.” “Married? Who married you off? I'm still alive and I haven't given my blessings yet.”