Chasing His Kickass Luna Back by Jane Above Story

#Chapter 42: Through the Flames
Abby

Just as I’m leaning forward to make sense of the strange spark in the back of the oven, something

ignites.

I jump back with a yelp just as the heat nearly consumes me.

My heart races as the orange flames dance menacingly from the oven, cutting off the symphony of our

dinner rush with its threatening roar. The scent of burnt food mingles with a more acrid, electrical smell.

An electrical fire.

Panic courses through me.

“Fire! Fire in the oven!” I shout, reaching for the nearby fire extinguisher.

My fingers barely grasp the cool metal before I feel the searing heat engulf my arm. A sharp pain

lances through me, and I draw back with a sharp hiss, dropping the fire extinguisher.

My arm pulses with intense pain, the skin red and already blistering.

“Abby!” Karl’s voice cuts through the chaos, and before I know it, he’s beside me, effortlessly wielding

the extinguisher to smother the flames. Within moments, the roaring fire is reduced to a smoky whisper,

but the damage is done.

I cradle my burnt arm, biting back the tears that threaten to spill. The pain is overwhelming. My vision

blurs, and my legs feel weak. The world tilts.

“Abby, look at me,” Karl urges, his voice lined with concern. His deep brown eyes are inches away, full

of worry.

“I… I’m okay,” I manage, although the quiver in my voice betrays me. The pain isn’t subsiding, and a

nauseating mix of fear and shock swirls within me.

“You’re not okay,” he insists. “We need to get you to the hospital. Now.”

The bustling sounds of the restaurant seem distant. Whispers and murmurs of concern ripple around

us, but all I can focus on is Karl’s steady voice.

“No, the restaurant…” I begin, my thoughts fragmented. The reality of the situation hasn’t fully sunk in.

charge, nods to Jake. “Handle things here. I’ll take

for a response, Karl gently scoops me up,

the kitchen, is oddly comforting. My

evening air is a sharp contrast to

but shiver.

the car, he places me gently on the passenger seat, buckling me in. “Just

We’ll be there soon.”

The pain is unbearable, but having Karl beside

strange balm. novelbin

with mine. It’s a simple gesture, but in this moment

vulnerability, it means everything.

me a quick glance before

voice barely above a whisper. “I

you weren’t there.”

circles on my skin.

did what anyone

moment, I know that’s not true. In my pain-induced state, I almost

been nothing but one thing after another. Like he returned at just

it’s silly; I’m

of his pulse against my fingers. The

but inside the car, time seems to

is it?” I ask, my voice

the soft streetlights illuminating the concern etched

doctors will take

lapse into a comfortable silence. The hum of the engine,

outside becomes

a constant, grounding me. Even in the throes of pain,

intimacy of the moment. Our shared experiences in the

have fostered a connection

glance over at me from time to time, ensuring I’m

a depth of emotion that’s hard to

before the car comes to a halt. The glaring lights of the

of the situation hits

of the car, the pain intensifies, but I grit my teeth, trying to

doing great,” he whispers, guiding me through the

interiors of the emergency room are a stark contrast

practiced precision,

and concern.

cuts through the din. “She needs help. She’s burnt her

bed, the clinical

close, filling out the necessary paperwork and answering

he’s just as shaken up as I am, he’s my anchor in this moment.

their treatment, I clutch his hand, drawing strength from